Praise to God for His Providence

My God from whom my joys arise

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1 My God from whom my joys arise,
Thou fountain of eternal bliss;
To thee my heart enraptured hies,
Thou source of all my happiness.

2 Oft when adversity I know,
Oppressed with sorrow, pain, and grief,
To thee for comfort then I flew,
In thee I ever found relief.

[3 If resident upon the land,
Or voyaging to some distant port;
I saw thy all sustaining hand,
Held out thy servant to support.]

4 My heart dilates in mental praise,
To thee my benefactor Lord;
My voice in gratitude I'll raise,
My heart shall with my tongue accord.

5 Still may my soul to heaven aspire,
And taste on earth, angelic love;
Still may it be my sole desire,
To meet my God in realms above.

6 My God I wait thy sovereign will,
Till thou shalt please to call me home;
Me with thy holy spirit fill,
Till my Redeemer bids me come.

7 Then shall I soar, with glory clad,
On wings cherubic to thy throne;
(The joyful thought my heart makes glad)
To praise the Saviour which I own.

8 To ambulate the stars I'll rise,
And see my Maker heaven's bright King;
With angels far above the skies,
Immortal hallelujahs sing.

Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the use of Christians, 1803

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First Line: My God from whom my joys arise
Title: Praise to God for His Providence
Language: English
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