I will sing of the mercies of the Lord forever” Psalm 89:1
1 When all Thy mercies, O my God
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view I’m lost
In wonder, love and praise.
2 Let me show forth Thy beauty, Jesus,
like sunshine on the hills
Oh let my lips pour forth Thy sweetness
In joyous, sparkling rills!
3 When in the slippery paths of youth
With heedless steps Iran,
Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe
And led me up to man.
4 Through hidden dangers, toils and death.
It gently 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 Ten thousand, thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ,
Nor in the least a cheerful heart
That tastes those gifts with joy.
7 Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I’ll pursue.
And after death, in distant worlds
The glorious theme renew.
8 Through all eternity to Thee
A joyful song I’ll raise
But oh, eternity’s too short
To utter all Thy praise