When all Your mercies, O my God    

1) When all thy mercies, O my God,
my rising soul surveys,
transported with the view, I’m lost
in wonder, love, and praise.

2) Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
my daily thanks employ,
nor is the least a cheerful heart,
that tastes those gifts with joy.

3) Through ev’ry period of my life
thy goodness I’ll pursue,
and after death in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.

4) Through all eternity, to thee
a joyful song I’ll raise,
but, oh, eternity’s too short
to utter all thy praise!