1 Lord! what our ears have heard,
Our eyes delighted, trace,
Thy love in long succession shown
To ev'ry virtuous race.
2 Our children thou dost claim,
And mark them out for thine:
Ten thousand blessings to thy name
For goodness so divine!
3 Thy cov'nant may they keep,
And bless the happy bands,
Which closer still engage their hearts
To honor thy commands.
4 How great thy mercies, Lord!
How plenteous is thy grace,
Which in the promise of thy love
Includes our rising race!
5 Our offspring, still thy care,
Shall own their fathers' God,
To latest times thy blessings share,
And sound thy praise abroad.
Source: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #215