1. Jehovah God! thy gracious pow'r,
On ev'ry hand we see;
Oh, may the blessings of each hour
Lead all our tho'ts to thee.
Thy pow'r is in the ocean deeps,
And reaches to the skies;
Thine eye of mercy never sleeps,
Thy goodness never dies.

2. From morn till noon, till latest eve,
The hand of God, we see;
And all the blessings we receive,
Ceaseless proceed from Thee.
In all the varying scenes of time,
On thee our hopes depend;
In ev'ry age, in ev'ry clime,
Our Father and our Friend.