Hymn number 186

WHEN all Thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I’m lost
In wonder, love, and praise.

2

O how shall words, with ample warmth,
The gratitude declare
That glows within my thankful heart?
But Thou canst read it there.

3

To all my weak complaints and cries
Thy mercy lent an ear,
Before my feeble thoughts had learned
To form themselves in prayer.

4

Through hidden dangers, toils and deaths,
That mercy cleared my way,
And through the pleasing snares of vice,
More to be feared than they.

5

When worn with sickness, oft hast Thou
With health renewed my face;
And, when in sins and sorrows sunk,
Revived my soul with grace.

6

Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I’ll pursue;
And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.

7

Through all eternity to Thee
A joyful song I’ll raise:
For O, eternity’s too short
To utter all Thy praise.


	186	Psalm 71:15-24	CM

	WHEN all Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I’m lost In wonder, love, and praise.

2	O how shall words, with ample warmth, The gratitude declare That glows within my thankful heart? But Thou canst read it there.

3	To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Before my feeble thoughts had learned To form themselves in prayer.

4	Through hidden dangers, toils and deaths, That mercy cleared my way, And through the pleasing snares of vice, More to be feared than they.

5	When worn with sickness, oft hast Thou With health renewed my face; And, when in sins and sorrows sunk, Revived my soul with grace.

6	Through every period of my life Thy goodness I’ll pursue; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew.

7	Through all eternity to Thee A joyful song I’ll raise: For O, eternity’s too short To utter all Thy praise.

	Joseph Addison, 1672-1719