
1. My God! how perfect are Thy ways!
But mine polluted are;
Sin twines itself about my praise,
And slides into my prayer.
2. When I would speak what Thou hast done
To save me from my sin;
I cannot make Thy mercies known
But self-applause creeps in.
3. Divine desire, that holy flame
Thy grace creates in me;
Alas! impatience is its name,
When it returns to Thee.
4. This heart, a fountain of vile thoughts,
How does it overflow?
While self upon the surface floats
Still bubbling from below.
5. Let others in the gaudy dress
Of fancied merit shine;
The Lord shall be my righteousness
The Lord for ever mine.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #4218
First Line: | My God, how perfect are thy ways |
Author: | William Cowper |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
My God, how perfect are Thy ways. W. Cowper. [The Lord our Righteousness.] Appeared in the Olney Hymns, 1779, Bk. i., No. 67, in 5 stanzas of 4 lines, and entitled "Jehovah our Righteousness." It is generally given in its original form, but its use is limited.
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)