My soul with grateful rapture fill, 55. L. M. Thanks to God for Creation. 1 THOU Power, by whose command I live! The tribute of my praise receive : My being to thy love I owe, And all the joys that from it flow. 2 Not many suns have formed the year, 3 Thy skill my native clay refined, With symmetry composed the whole, And stamped thine image on the soul; 4 A frame susceptible of joy, Nor force nor time shall e'er destroy; 5 To realms of bliss that frame will soar, 56. L. M. Giving thanks to God in all things. 1 God of my life! my thanks to thee, Shall like thy gifts continual be: In constant streams thy bounty flows, Who live on thine exhaustless store. 3 If what I ask, thy love denies, It is because thou 'rt good and wise; And ills, which cause my heart to mourn, Thou canst to real blessings turn. 4 O deep upon my thankful breast Let all thy favours be imprest; That I may never more forget The whole, or any single debt. 5 Dispose me each revolving day For all thy gifts my praise to pay; And let my life devoted be, My richest offering, Lord, to thee! 57. C. M. Gratitude to God. 1 WHEN all thy mercies, O my God! 2 Thy providence my life sustained, 3 To all my weak complaints and cries Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt 4 Unnumbered comforts on my soul Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, 6 Through hidden dangers, toils, and death, It gently cleared my way; And through the pleasing snares of vice, 7 When nature fails, and day and night My ever-grateful heart, O Lord! 58. C. M. Gratitude to God. 1 O HOW shall words, with equal warmth, The gratitude declare, That glows in my enraptured heart!— 2 Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss 3 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts Nor is the least a cheerful heart, 4 When worn by sickness, oft hast thou And, when in sin and sorrows sunk, 5 Through every period of my life 6 Through all eternity to thee Gratitude for Consolation and Health. 1 How vast is the tribute I owe Of gratitude, homage, and praise, To HIM who gave all I possess, The life and the length of my days! 2 When sorrows I boded were come, I poured out my sighs and my tears; And He who alone can relieve, Regarded my vows and my prayers. 3 When terror and pain filled my heart, When paleness my cheek overspread, When sickness pervaded my frame My soul on my Maker was stayed. 4 When death's awful image was nigh, Nor mortal was able to save; He lighted the valley of death, And scattered the gloom of the grave. 5 In mercy thy presence dispels 6 Great Source of my comforts restored! 7 How boundless the gratitude due The life and the light of my days! 60. L. M. The Bounties of Providence acknowledged. Mat. v. 45. 1 FATHER of lights! we sing thy name, 2 Fountain of good! from thee proceeds, Which o'er the hills and through the meads, Revives the grass, and swells the grain. 3 Through the wide world thy bounties spread; Yet millions of our guilty race, Though by thy daily bounty fed, 4 Not so may our forgetful hearts |