When all Thy mercies, O my God
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.
Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart
To taste those gifts with joy.
Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I’ll pursue;
The desert past, in glory bright,
The precious theme renew.
Through all eternity to Thee
A joyful song I’ll raise;
But, oh, eternity’s too short
To utter all Thy praise!
Joseph Addison (1672-1719)
I will sing of the mercies of the LORD for ever:
with my mouth will I make known thy faithfulness to all generations.
For I have said, Mercy shall be built up for ever:
thy faithfulness shalt thou establish in the very heavens.
I have made a covenant with my chosen,
I have sworn unto David my servant,
Thy seed will I establish for ever,
and build up thy throne to all generations. Selah.
And the heavens shall praise thy wonders,
O LORD: thy faithfulness also in the congregation of the saints.
For who in the heaven can be compared unto the LORD?
who among the sons of the mighty can be likened unto the LORD?
God is greatly to be feared in the assembly of the saints,
and to be had in reverence of all them that are about him.
O LORD God of hosts, who is a strong LORD like unto thee?
or to thy faithfulness round about thee?
Thou rulest the raging of the sea:
when the waves thereof arise, thou stillest them.