171CM
COME, humble souls, approach your God
   With songs of sacred praise,
For He is good, immensely good,
    And kind are all His ways.
 
2  All nature owns His guardian care,
    In Him we live and move;
But nobler benefits declare
    The wonders of His love.
 
3  He gave His Son, His only Son,
    To ransom rebel worms;
íTis here He makes His goodness known
    In its diviner forms.
 
4  To this dear refuge, Lord, we come;
    íTis here our hope relies:
A safe defence, a peaceful home,
    When storms of trouble rise.
 
5  Thine eye beholds with kind regard
    The souls that trust in Thee;
Their humble hope Thou wilt reward
    With bliss divinely free.
 
6  Great God, to Thine almighty love,
    What honours shall we raise?
Not all the raptured songs above
    Can render equal praise.
 
Anne Steele, 1717-78