A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy ‎#342

342. Father of our feeble race

1 Father of our feeble race,
Wise, beneficent, and kind!
Spread o'er nature's ample face,
Flows thy goodness unconfin'd.
Musing in the silent grove,
Or the busy walks of men,
Still we trace thy wond'rous love,
Claiming large returns again.

2 Lord, what offerings shall we bring,
At thine altars when we bow?
Hearts, the pure unsullied spring
Whence the kind affections flow,
Soft compassion's feeling soul,
By the melting eye express'd;
Sympathy, at whose control
Sorrow leaves the tortur'd breast;

3 Willing hands to lead the blind,
Bind the wounded, or feed the poor;
Love, embracing all our kind;
Charity, with lib'ral store.
Teach us, O thou heav'nly King,
Thus to show our grateful mind;
Thus th' accepted off'ring bring,
Love to thee and all mankind

Text Information

• First Line: Father of our feeble race
• Meter: P. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1814
• Topic: Social Duties

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