1 Blest is the man whose heart expands
At melting pity's call,
And the rich blessings of whose hands
Like heavenly manna fall.
2 Mercy, descending from above,
In softest accents please;
Oh may each tender bosom move
When mercy intercedes.
3 Be ours the bliss in wisdom's way
To guide untutored youth,
And lead the mind that went astray
To virtue and to truth.
4 Children our kind protection claim,
And God will well approve,
When infants learn to lisp His name,
And their Creator love.
5 Delightful work! your souls to win,
And turn the rising race
From the deceitful paths of sin,
To seek redeeming grace.
6 Almighty God! thy influence shed
To aid this good design:
The honours of thy name be spread,
And all the glory thine.
Source: The Book of Worship #403