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139f. The Mercies of God, innumerable (An Evening Psalm)

1 Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er,
They strike me with surprise;
Not all the sands that spread the shore,
To equal numbers rise.

2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands,
The product of thy skill,
And hourly blessings from thy hands
Thy thoughts of love reveal.

3 These on my heart by night I keep;
How kind, how dear to me!
O may the hour that ends my sleep
Still find my thoughts with thee!

Text Information
First Line: Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er
Title: The Mercies of God, innumerable (An Evening Psalm)
Meter: C. Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
Scripture: ;
Notes: Third Part
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