297. When All Thy Mercies, O My God

C.M.
by J. Addison, 1712
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When all Thy mercies, O my God,
 
My rising soul surveys,
 
Transported with the view, I’m lost
 
In wonder, love and praise.
“But God, who is rich in mercy, for his great love wherewith he loved us.” (Ephesians 2:4)
“Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort.” (2 Corinthians 1:3)
“According as his divine power hath given unto us all things that pertain unto life and godliness, through the knowledge of him that hath called us to glory and virtue.” (2 Peter 1:3)
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Unnumbered comforts to my soul
 
Thy tender care bestowed,
 
Before my infant heart conceived
 
From whom those comforts flowed.
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Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
 
My daily thanks employ;
 
Nor is the least a cheerful heart
 
To taste those gifts with joy.
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Through every period of my life
 
Thy goodness I’ll pursue;
 
The desert past, in glory bright,
 
The precious theme renew.
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Through all eternity to Thee
 
A joyful song I’ll raise;
 
But, oh! eternity’s too short
 
To utter all Thy praise.
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