For mercies past we praise Thee, Lord,
The fruits of earth, the hopes of heaven,
Thy helping arm, Thy guiding word,
And answered prayers, and sins forgiven.
Whene’er we tread on danger’s height,
Or walk temptation’s slippery way,
Be still, to lead our steps aright,
Thy word our guide, Thine arm our stay!
Be ours Thy blessed presence still;
United hearts, unchanging love;
No thought that contradicts Thy will,
No wish that centres not above!
And since we must be parted here,
Support us when the hour shall come;
Dry gently Thou the mourner’s tear,
Rejoin us in our heavenly home.
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