A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship ‎#16

16. God's Mercy great and eternal

1 My soul, repeat his praise,
Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.

2 God will not always chide;
And, when his wrath is felt,
His strokes are fewer than our crimes,
And lighter than our guilt.

3 High as the heav’ns are raised
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of His grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.

4 His grace subdues our sins;
And his forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.

5 The pity of the Lord
To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.

6 Our days as are the grass,
Or like the morning flower!
If one sharp blast sweep o’er the field,
It withers in an hour.

7 But Thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure;
And children’s children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.

Text Information

• First Line: My soul, repeat his praise
• Title: God's Mercy great and eternal
• Meter: S. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1845
• Topic: Of God: The Being and Perfections of God

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