When all thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise.
Unnumbered comforts to my soul,
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived
From whom those comforts flowed.
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|WHEN ALL YOUR MERCIES, O MY GOD (Trinity Hymnal 56)|
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