My God, thy boundless love we praise:
How bright on high its glories blaze,
How sweetly bloom below!
It streams from thy eternal throne;
Thro’ heav’n its joys forever run,
And o’er the earth they flow.

‘Tis love that gilds the vernal ray,
Adorns the flow’ry robe of May,
Perfumes the breathing gale;
‘Tis love that loads the plenteous plain,
With blushing fruits and golden grain,
And smiles o’er ev’ry vale.


Thou great, mysterious, God unknown,
Whose love hath gently led me on
E’en from my infant days;
Mine inmost soul expose to view,
And tell me if I ever knew
Thy justifying grace.

Father in me reveal thy Son,
And to my inmost soul make known
How merciful thou art;
The secret of thy love reveal,
And by thy hall’wing Spirit dwell,
Forever in my heart.

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