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PROVIDENCE



eHymnBook # 472
Title:
PROVIDENCE
First Line:
When all Thy mercies O my God My rising
LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1712-08-09
      Bible Refs: Ps 89:1; Ps 103:1-5;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1889# 657
      1851# 176
      1815# 497
      1853# 637
      1965# 568
      1977# 39
      1962# 77
      1988# 383
      1919# 483
      1960# 486
      2000# 374
      1920# 421
      1998# 343
      2000# 617
      2000# 751
      1899# 832
      1992# 72
      1904# 404
      1983# 109
      1950# 177
      1922# 517
      1983# 573
      1981# 297
      1988# 39
      1964# 359
      1826# 10
      1996# 544
      1954# 413
      1925# 319
      1872# 30
      1853# 27
      # 515
      1999# 73
      1925# 395
      1931# 694
      # 515
      1908# 661
      1938# 381
      1917# 169
      1906# 511
      1971# 207
      1916# 237
      1940# 297
      1982# 415
      1986# 472
      1866# 211
      1961# 51
      MUSIC
      Name: ST. ANNE
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1708
        SCORE PREVIEW
        score
        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.)

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


        Oh, how shall words with equal warmth
        The gratitude declare
        That glows within my ravished heart?
        But Thou canst read it there.


        Thy Providence my life sustained,
        And all my wants redressed,
        While in the silent womb I lay,
        And hung upon the breast.


        To all my weak complaints and cries
        Thy mercy lent an ear,
        Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned
        To form themselves in prayer.


        Unnumbered comforts on 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 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 sins and sorrows sunk
        Revived my soul with grace.


        Thy bounteous hand with wordly bliss
        Has made my cup run o'er
        And in a kind and faithful friend
        Has doubled all my store.


        Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
        My daily thanks employ;
        Nor is the least a thankful heart,
        That takes those gifts with joy.


        Through every period of my life
        Thy goodness I'll pursue;
        And after death, in distant worlds,
        The pleasing theme renew.


        When nature falls, and day and night
        Divide Thy works no more.
        My ever grateful heart, O Lord,
        Thy mercies shall adore.


        Through all eternity, to thee
        A grateful song I'll raise;
        But O eternity's too short
        To utter all thy praise!


        ---Alternative verses---


        Oh, how can words with equal warmth
        The gratitude declare
        That glows within my ravished heart?
        But Thou canst read it there.


        Through every period of my life
        Thy goodness I'll pursue;
        The desert past, in glory bright,
        The precious theme renew.


        Through every 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!


        Through every period of my life
        Thy goodness I'll pursue;
        And after death, in distant worlds,
        The pleasing theme renew.


        Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
        My daily thanks employ;
        Nor is the least a thankful heart,
        That tastes those gifts with joy.

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