1 Now shall our hearts with pleasure raise
To our dear Lord a song of praise;
We'll sing his love, his goodness tell,
Our Savior hath done all things well.
2 With pitying eyes he viewed our case,
And came to save our ruined race;
He conquered sin, and death, and hell;
Our Jesus hath done all things well.
3 He undertook to bear our load,
And bring us back again to God;
To fit us with himself to dwell;
Christ Jesus hath done all things well.
4 He will accomplish his design,
And all things in himself combine,
No more shall ever they rebel;
Our Jesus will do all things well.
5 His work how great! his plan how vast!
But when it all appears at last,
It will our highest praise excel,
For Jesus will do all things well.
6 When the creation is restored,
And God shall be by all adored,
How loudly will the triumph swell;
Our Jesus hath done all things well!
7 Sin, death, and hell, will Christ destroy,
And fill the universe with joy;
His love shall then each voice compel
To cry, "He hath done all things well."
8 All creatures then as one shall join,
To shout aloud his praise divine!
(As sacred prophecies foretell)
And say, "he hath done all things well."
The Christian's duty, exhibited in a series of hymns, 1801
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