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Desiring to praise God for the experience of his goodness

The loving kindness of the Lord, delightful theme

Author: Anne Steele
Published in 1 hymnal

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The loving kindness of the Lord,
(Delightful theme!) demands my lays:
Thou, worthy to be lov'd, ador'd,
O teach my heart to sing thy praise!

In vain my heart with pleasure tries,
My God, to count thy mercies o'er;
So numerous and so bright they rise,
I gaze, I wonder, I adore!

Yet, all the powers I have are thine,
For thee, those powers I would employ;
And dedicate to love divine,
With humble gratitude and joy.

The sweet experience of thy grace
Which animates my voice to sing;
Incites my soul to seek thy face,
And trust the shelter of thy wing.

Thy guardian wing alone can bless;
I find repose and safety there;
The kindest refuge of distress
A sure relief in every care.

O let the wretched sons of woe
To thee apply, on thee depend:
And bid the drooping mourners know
In thee a never-failing friend.

Could e'er one soul in deep distress
That fled to thee for refuge say,
"Indulgent mercy would not bless,
and justice frown'd my hopes away?"

Ah no, a thousand thousand tongues
Thy love and truth, adoring own,
And offer their united songs
With grateful joy before thy throne.

Not e'en those happy minds can trace,
With all their powers renew'd, refin'd,
The boundless glories of thy grace,
O thou omnipotently kind!

Ah how shall these poor languid powers
With frail mortality opprest,
Display the grace my soul adored?
How speak the transports of the blest?

Dear Lord, accept my heart's desire,
Till death shall close these mortal days!
Then bid me join the heavenly choir,
And sing thy everlasting praise!

Source: Miscellaneous Pieces in Verse and Prose #77

Author: Anne Steele

Anne Steele was born at Broughton, Hampshire, in 1717. Her father was a timber merchant, and at the same time officiated as the lay pastor of the Baptist Society at Broughton. Her mother died when she was 3. At the age of 19 she became an invalid after injuring her hip. At the age of 21 she was engaged to be married but her fiance drowned the day of the wedding. On the occasion of his death she wrote the hymn "When I survey life's varied scenes." After the death of her fiance she assisted her father with his ministry and remained single. Despite her sufferings she maintained a cheerful attitude. She published a book of poetry Poems on subjects chiefly devotional in 1760 under the pseudonym "Theodosia." The remaining works were published a… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: The loving kindness of the Lord, delightful theme
Title: Desiring to praise God for the experience of his goodness
Author: Anne Steele
Language: English
Publication Date: 1780
Copyright: This text in in the public domain in the United States because it was published before 1923.



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