Text:God of my life, to thee

CCIV. God of my life, to thee

1 God of my life, to thee
My cheerful soul I raise;
Thy goodness bad me be,
And still prolongs my days:
I see my natal hour return,
And bless the day that I was born.

2 A clod of living earth,
I glorify thy name,
From whom alone my birth
And all my blessings came:
Creating and preserving grace
Let all that is within me praise.

3 Long as I live beneath,
To thee, O let me live;
To thee my every breath
In thanks and praises give!
Whate'er I have, whate'er I am,
Shall magnify my Maker's name.

4 My soul and all its pow'rs,
Thine, wholly thine shall be;
All, all my happy hours
I consecrate to thee:
Me to thine image now restore,
And I shall praise thee evermore.

5 I wait thy will to do,
As Angels do in heav'n;
In Christ a creature new,
Eternally forgiv'n:
I wait thy perfect will to prove,
All sanctify'd by sinless love.

6 Then when the work is done,
The work of faith with pow'r,
Receive thy favour'd son,
In death's triumphant hour;
Like Moses to thyself convey,
And kiss my raptur'd soul away.

Text Information
First Line: God of my life, to thee
Language: English
Publication Date: 1788
Topic: Birthday
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