On Sunday we had a hymn that I haven’t sung in years. It was a regular when I was growing up, though and great to be reminded of it again.
“When all Thy Mercies” is a great statement of God’s goodness in many ways, both physically and spiritually. The author is “lost in wonder, love and praise”, and even feels that “eternity’s to short to utter all Thy praise.”
When all Thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I’m lost
In wonder, love and praise.
Unnumbered comforts to my soul
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived
From Whom those comforts flowed.
When worn with sickness, oft hast Thou
With health renewed my face;
And, when in sins and sorrows sunk,
Revived my soul with grace.
Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the last a cheerful heart
That tastes those gifts with joy.
Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I’ll pursue
And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.
Through all eternity to Thee
A joyful song I’ll raise;
But, oh, eternity’s too short
To utter all Thy praise!