When all thy mercies, O my God,
My rising Soul surveys
Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love and praise.

Unnumbered comforts to my soul
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived
From whom those comforts flowed.

When in the slippery paths of youth
With heedless steps l ran,
Thine arm unseen conveyed me safe,
And led me up to man.

Through ev'ry period of my life
Thy goodness I'll pursue,
And after death in distant worlds
The glorious theme renew.

Through all eternity to Thee
A joyful song I'll raise;
But oh! Eternity's too short
To utter all Thy praise.