Dear Savior, bounteous are thy hands

1 Dear Saviour, bounteous are thy hands,
Thy mercies are unknown:
Thy mighty word,, thy great commands,
Can bring thy blessings down.

2 O Lord, how wond'rous are thy ways,
Thy counsels none can know.
Thy love, thy mercy and thy grace,
Provides for all below.

3 Not as the eyes of men do see,
Or human mind perceive;
That all the world is fed by thee,
And ev'ry creature live.

4 Some thousands once had follow'd thee
Into the wilderness;
Thou hadst compassion them to see,
Faint, hungry, and distress'd.

5 But all their wants were soon supplied
At thy commanding word--
They ate, and all were satisfied,
And praised thee their Lord.

6 O happy they, who on thee wait!
And to thy call's attend;
What joy and comforts will they meet,
With thee, their Lord and friend.

Source: Church Hymn Book: consisting of newly composed hymns with the addition of hymns and psalms, from other authors, carefully adapted for the use of public worship, and many other occasions (1st ed.) #CX