1 Sweet is the memory of Thy grace,
My God, my heavenly King;
Let age to age Thy righteousness
In sounds of glory sing.
2 God reigns on high, but not confines
His goodness to the skies;
Through the whole earth His bounty shines,
And every want supplies.
3 With longing eyes Thy creatures wait
On Thee for daily food;
Thy liberal hand provides their meat,
And fills their mouths with good.
4 How kind are Thy compassions, Lord!
How slow Thine anger moves!
But soon He sends His pardoning word
To cheer the souls He loves.
5 Creatures with all their endless race
Thy power and praise proclaim;
But saints that taste Thy richer grace,
Delight to bless Thy name.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Sweet is the memory of Thy grace |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Publication Date: | 1874 |
| Notes: | Tune: Winchester Old |