I. My maker, and my King,
To thee my all I owe;
Thy sov'reign bounty is the spring,
From whence my blessings flow,
II. Thou ever good, and kind,
A thousand reasons move,
A thousand obligations bind,
My heart to grateful love.
III. The creature of thy hand,
On thee alone I live:
My God, thy benefits demand
More praise than tongue can give.
IV. Oh! what can I impart,
When all is thine before?
Thy love demands a thankful heart:
The gift, alas, how poor!
V. Shall I withhold thy due?
And shall my passions rove?
Lord, form this wretched heart anew,
And fill me with thy love.
VI. O let thy grace inspire
My soul with strength divine;
Let all my pow'rs to thee aspire,
And all my days be thine.
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First Line: | My maker, and my king |
Title: | God my Creator and Benefactor |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1760 |