348. When all thy mercies, O my God

1 When all thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise.
Unnumbered comforts on my soul
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived
From whom those comforts flowed.

2 When in the slippery paths of youth
With heedless steps I ran,
Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe,
And led me up to man.
Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
That tastes those gifts with joy.

3 Through every period of my life,
Thy goodness I'll pursue;
And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.
Through all eternity, to thee
A joyful song I'll raise:
But oh, eternity's too short
To utter all thy praise!

Text Information
First Line: When all thy mercies, O my God
Author: Addison
Meter: C. M. (Double.)
Publication Date: 1873
Scripture: ; ; ; ; ; ; ;
Topic: General Praise; Gratitude
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