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Hymnal Number
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Keys included:
G
About this Hymn
This hymn was inspired by the near-death experience of British politician Joseph Addison after surviving a shipwreck. Addison wrote, "If gratitude is due from one to another, how much more from one to the Maker? The Supreme Being confers upon us not only those bounties that proceed more immediately from his hand, but even those benefits conveyed to us by others. Every blessing we enjoy, by what means soever it may be derived upon us, is the gift of him who is the great Author of good, and Father of mercies."
Lyrics
Verse 1
When all thy mercies, O my God, my rising soul surveys, why, my cold heart, art thou not lost in wonder, love, and praise?
Verse 2
Thy providence my life sustained and all my wants redressed, when in the silent womb I lay, and hung upon the breast.
Verse 3
To all my weak complaints and cries thy mercy lent an ear, ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned to form themselves in prayer.
Verse 4
Unnumbered comforts to my soul thy tender care bestowed, before my infant heart conceived from whom those comforts flowed.
Verse 5
When in the slipp'ry paths of youth with heedless steps I ran, thine arm unseen conveyed me safe, and led me up to man.
Verse 6
Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, it gently cleared my way, and through the pleasing snares of vice, more to be feared than they.
Verse 7
Through ev'ry period of my life thy goodness I'll pursue; and after death in distant worlds the pleasing theme renew.
Verse 8
Through all eternity to thee a grateful song I'll raise; but oh! eternity's too short to utter all thy praise.
When all thy mercies, O my God, my rising soul surveys, why, my cold heart, art thou not lost in wonder, love, and praise?
Verse 2
Thy providence my life sustained and all my wants redressed, when in the silent womb I lay, and hung upon the breast.
Verse 3
To all my weak complaints and cries thy mercy lent an ear, ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned to form themselves in prayer.
Verse 4
Unnumbered comforts to my soul thy tender care bestowed, before my infant heart conceived from whom those comforts flowed.
Verse 5
When in the slipp'ry paths of youth with heedless steps I ran, thine arm unseen conveyed me safe, and led me up to man.
Verse 6
Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, it gently cleared my way, and through the pleasing snares of vice, more to be feared than they.
Verse 7
Through ev'ry period of my life thy goodness I'll pursue; and after death in distant worlds the pleasing theme renew.
Verse 8
Through all eternity to thee a grateful song I'll raise; but oh! eternity's too short to utter all thy praise.
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Attribution & Copyright
Words: Joseph Addison, 1712
Music: William Gardiner's Sacred Melodies, 1812
Music: William Gardiner's Sacred Melodies, 1812