1 Father of mercies, in your Word
what endless glory shines;
forever be your name adored
for these celestial lines.
2 Here may the wretched sons of want
exhaustless riches find;
riches above what earth can grant
and lasting as the mind.
3 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice
spreads heav'nly peace around;
and life and everlasting joys
attend the blissful sound.
4 O may these heav'nly pages be
my ever-dear delight;
and still new beauties may I see,
and still increasing light.
5 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord,
O be forever near;
teach me to love your sacred Word,
and view my Savior there.
Source: Trinity Hymnal (Rev. ed.) #144
|First Line:||Father of mercies, in thy word|
|Title:||Father of Mercies, in Thy Word|
|Author:||Anne Steele (1760)|