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When all thy mercies, O my God
Author: Joseph Addison Hymnal: SPAP1800 #H1 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Joseph Addison First Line: When all thy mercies, O my God! Lyrics:
When all thy mercies, O my God!
my rising soul surveys
Transported with the view, I’m lost
in wonder, love, and praise.
O how shall words, with equal warmth,
the gratitude declare
That glows within my ravished heart!
but Thou canst read it there.
Thy Providence my life sustained,
and all my wants redrest,
When in the silent womb I lay,
and hung upon the breast.
To all my weak complaints and cries
thy mercy lent an ear,
Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned
to form themselves in pray’r.
Unnumbered comforts to my soul
thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived
from whom these comforts flowed.
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:
Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths,
it gently cleared my way;
And through the pleasing snares of vice,
more to be feared than they.
When worn with sickness, oft hast thou
with health renewed my face;
And, when in sins and sorrows sunk,
revived my soul with grace.
Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss
hath made my cup run o’er;
And, in a kind and faithful friend,
hath doubled all my store.
Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
my daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
that tastes these gifts with joy.
Through ev’ry period of my life
thy goodness I’ll proclaim;
And after death, in distant worlds,
resume the glorious theme.
When nature fails, and day and night
divide thy works no more,
My ever grateful heart, O Lord,
thy mercy shall adore.
Through all eternity to thee
a joyful song I’ll raise;
For, oh! eternity’s too short
to utter all thy praise.
Languages: English
When all thy mercies, O my God
The spacious firmament on high
Author: Joseph Addison Hymnal: SPAP1800 #H2 (1800) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Person Name: Joseph Addison Lyrics:
The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heav’ns, a shining frame,
Their great Original proclaim.
Th’ unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator’s pow’r display;
And publishes to ev’ry land
The work of an Almighty hand.
Soon as the ev’ning shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale.
And, nightly to the list’ning earth,
Repeats the story of her birth;
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While all the stars that round her burn,
And all the planets in their turn
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.
What though in solemn silence all
Move round the dark terrestrial ball?
What though no real voice, nor sound,
Amidst their radiant orbs be found?
In Reason’s ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice;
For ever singing, as they shine:
’The hand that made us is divine.’
Scripture: Psalm 19:1-6 Languages: English
The spacious firmament on high
When rising from the bed of death
Author: Joseph Addison Hymnal: SPAP1800 #H3 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Joseph Addison Lyrics:
When rising from the bed of death,
o’erwhelmed with guilt and fear,
I see my Maker face to face,
O how shall I appear!
If yet while pardon may be found,
and mercy may be sought,
My heart with inward horror shrinks,
and trembles at the thought;
When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclosed
in majesty severe,
And sit in judgment on my soul,
O how shall I appear!
But thou hast told the troubled mind,
who doth her sins lament,
That timely grief for errors past
shall future woe prevent.
Then see the sorrows of my heart,
ere yet it be too late;
And hear my Saviour’s dying groans,
to give those sorrows weight.
For never shall my soul despair
of mercy at thy throne,
Who knows thine only Son has died
thy justice to atone.
Languages: English
When rising from the bed of death
Blest morning! whose first dawning rays
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: SPAP1800 #H4 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Isaac Watts Lyrics: 1 Blest morning! whose first dawning rays
beheld the Son of God
arise triumphant from the grave,
and leave his dark abode.
2 Wrapt in the silence of the tomb
the great Redeemer lay,
till the revolving skies had brought
the third, th' appointed day.
3 Hell and the grave combin'd their force
to hold our Lord in vain;
sudden the Conqueror arose,
and burst their feeble chain.
4 To thy great name, Almighty Lord!
we sacred honours pay,
and loud hosannahs shall proclaim
the triumphs of the day.
5 Salvation and immortal praise
to our victorious King!
Let heav'n and earth, and rocks and seas,
with glad hosannahs ring.
6 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
the God whom we adore,
be glory, as it was, and is,
and shall be evermore.
Languages: English
Blest morning! whose first dawning rays
