1 LORD, when our raptur'd thought surveys
Creation's beauties o'er;
All nature joins to teach thy praise,
And bid our souls adore.
2 Where'er we turn our gazing eyes,
Thy radiant footsteps shine;
Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise
And speak their source divine.
3 The living tribes of countless forms,
In earth, and sea, and air;
The meanest flies, the smallest worms
Almighty pow'r declare.
4 Thy wisdom, pow'r, and goodness, Lord,
In all thy works appear:
And O! let man thy praise record,
Man, thy distinguish'd care!
5 From thee the breath of life he drew;
That breath thy pow'r maintains;
Thy tender mercy, ever new,
His brittle frame sustains.
6 Yet nobler favors claim his praise,
Of reason's light possess'd;
By revelation's brightest rays,
Still more divinely bless'd.
7 On us thy providence has shone
With gentle smiling rays:
O, may our lips and lives make known
Thy goodness and thy praise!
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First Line: | Lord, when our raptur'd thought surveys |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1814 |
Topic: | Praise and Thanksgiving |