|GREAT God, we sing that mighty hand
By which supported still we stand;
The opening year Thy mercy shows;
That mercy crowns it till its close.
|2||By day, by night, at home, abroad,
Still we are guarded by our God;
By His incessant bounty fed,
By His unerring counsel led.
|3||With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future, all to us unknown,
We to Thy guardian care commit,
And peaceful leave before Thy feet.
|4||In scenes exalted or depressed,
Thou art our joy and Thou our rest;
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,
Adored through all our changing days.
|5||When death shall interrupt these songs,
And seal in silence mortal tongues,
Our helper God, in Whom we trust,
Shall keep our souls and guard our dust.
|Philip Doddridge, 1702-51|