Psalms_89-1-2: I will sing of the mercies of the LORD for ever: with my mouth will I make known thy faithfulness to all generations

When all Thy mercies, O my

God,

My rising soul surveys,

Transported with th view, I’m lost

In wonder, loveand praise.

Unnumbered comforts on my

soul

Thy tender care bestowed,

Before my infant heart conceived,

From whom these comforts flowed.

When in the slippery paths of youth

With heedless steps I ran,

Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe,

And led me up to man.

Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths,

It gently cleared my way,

And through the pleasing snares of vice,

More to be feared than they.

When worn with sickness oft hast Thou

With health renewed my face,

And when in sinsand sorrows sunk,

Revived my soul with grace.

Ten thousand thousand

precious gifts

Mv…