The Voice of Praise ‎#776

776. Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess

1 Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess;
Thy goodness we adore:
A spring, whose blessings never fail;
A sea without a shore!

2 Sun, moon, and stars, thy love attest
In every golden ray:
Love draws the curtains of the night,
And love brings back the day.

3 Thy bounty every season crowns
With all the bliss it yields;
With joyful clusters loads the vines,
With strengthening grain, the fields.

4 But chiefly thy compassion, Lord,
Is in the gospel seen;
There, like a sun, thy mercy shines,
Without a cloud between.

5 There pardon, peace, and holy joy
Through Jesus' name are given;
He on the cross was lifted high,
That we might reign in heaven.

Text Information

• First Line: Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess
• Author: Gibbon
• Meter: C. M.
• Publication Date: 1873
• Scripture:
  Psalm 33:5
  ;
  Acts 14:17
• Topic: The Christian Nation: Thanksgiving; His Tender Mercies are over all His Works

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