1 Lord, when our raptur'd thought surveys
Creation's beauties o'er,
All nature joins to teach thy praise,
And bid our souls adore.
2 The living tribes of countless forms,
In earth, and sea, and air,
The meanest flies, the smallest worms
Almighty pow'r declare.
3 Thy wisdom, power, and goodness, Lord,
In all thy works appear;
And, O! let man thy praise record,
Man, thy distinguish'd care!
4 From thee the breath of life he drew;
That breath thy pow'r maintains;
Thy tender mercy, ever new,
His brittle frame sustains.
5 Yet nobler favors claim his praise;
Of reason's light possess'd;
By revelation's brightest rays,
Still more divinely bless'd.
6 Thy providence, his constant guard,
When threat'ning woes impend;
Or will th' impending dangers ward,
Or timely succours lend.
7 On us that providence has shone,
With gentle, smiling rays:
O, may our lips and lives make known
Thy goodness and thy praise!
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First Line: | Lord, when our raptur'd thought surveys |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1789 |
Topic: | Blessings temporal and spiritual: Thanks for Mercies, temporal and spiritual |