Verse 1
When all Thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I’m lost
In wonder, love and praise.
Verse 2
Unnumbered comforts on my soul
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived
From whom these comforts flowed.
Verse 3
Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths,
it gently cleared my way;
And through the pleasing snares of vice,
More to be feared than they.
Verse 4
When worn with sickness oft hast Thou
With health renewed my face;
And when in sins and sorrows sunk,
Revived my soul with grace.
Verse 5
Ten thousand thousand precious [gifts
My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart
That tastes those gifts with joy.
Verse 6
Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I’ll pursue;
And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.
Verse 7
Through all eternity to Thee
A joyful song I’ll raise;
But oh, eternity’s too short
To utter all Thy praise.
Joseph Addison.