297. When All Thy Mercies, O My God

C.M.
by J. Addison, 1712
1
When all Thy mercies, O my God,
 
My rising soul surveys,
 
Transported with the view, I’m lost
 
In wonder, love and praise.
2
Unnumbered comforts to my soul
 
Thy tender care bestowed,
 
Before my infant heart conceived
 
From whom those comforts flowed.
3
Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
 
My daily thanks employ;
 
Nor is the least a cheerful heart
 
To taste those gifts with joy.
4
Through every period of my life
 
Thy goodness I’ll pursue;
 
The desert past, in glory bright,
 
The precious theme renew.
5
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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