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Indulgent Father! how divine

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #14 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Indulgent Father! how divine, How bright thy bounties are! Through nature's ample round they shine, Thy goodness to declare. 2 But in the nobler work of grace, What sweeter mercy smiles In my benign Redeemer's face, And ev'ry fear beguiles! 3 Such wonders, Lord, while I survey, To thee my thanks shall rise, When morning ushers in the day, Or ev'ning veils the skies. 4 When glimm'ring life resigns its flame, Thy praise shall tune my breath. The sweet remembrance of thy name Shall gild the shades of death. 5 But oh! how blest my song shall rise, When freed from feeble clay, And all thy glories meet mine eyes In one eternal day. 6 Not seraphs, who resound thy name Through yon ethereal plains, Shall glow with a diviner flame, Or raise sublimer strains. Topics: Praise and Thanksgiving Languages: English

Indulgent Father! how divine

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #46 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Indulgent Father! how divine, How bright thy bounties are! Through nature's ample round they shine Thy goodness to declare. 2 But in the nobler work of grace, What sweeter mercy smiles In my benign Redeemer's face, And ev'ry fear beguiles! 3 Such wonders, Lord, while I survey, To thee my thanks shall rise, When morning ushers in the day, Or ev'ning veils the skies. 4 When glimm'ring life resigns its flame, Thy praise shall tune my breath. The sweet remembrance of thy name Shall gild the shades of death. 5 But oh! how blest my song shall rise, When freed from feeble clay, And all thy glories meet mine eyes In one eternal day. 6 Not seraphs, who resound thy name Through yon ethereal plains, Shall glow with a diviner flame, Or raise sublimer strains. Topics: Of God Praise to God Languages: English

Indulgent Father! how divine

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #51 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Indulgent Father! how divine, How bright thy bounties are! Through nature's ample round they shine, Thy goodness to declare. 2 But in the nobler work of grace, What sweeter mercy smiles In my benign Redeemer's face, And ev'ry fear beguiles! 3 Such wonders, Lord, while I survey, To thee my thanks shall rise, When morning ushers in the day, Or ev'ning veils the skies. 4 When glimm'ring life resigns its flame, Thy praise shall tune my breath. The sweet remembrance of thy name Shall gild the shades of death. 5 But oh! how blest my song shall rise, When freed from feeble clay, And all thy glories meet mine eyes In one eternal day. 6 Not seraphs, who resound thy name Through you ethereal plains, Shall glow with a diviner flame, Or raise sublimer strains. Topics: Praise to God