My God, Thy Boundless Love I Praise

My God

Thy bound­less love I praise;

How bright on high its glo­ries blaze;

How sweet­ly bloom be­low!

It streams from Thine eter­nal throne;

Thro’ Heav’n its joys for­ev­er run

And all the earth o’er­flow.

’Tis love that paints the pur­ple morn

And bids the clouds in air up­borne

Their ge­ni­al drops dis­till;

In ev­ery ver­nal beam it glows

And breathes in ev­ery gale that blows

And glides in ev­ery rill.

It robes in cheer­ful green the ground

And pours its flow­ery beau­ties round

Whose sweets per­fume the gale;

Its boun­ties rich­ly spread the plain

The blush­ing fruit

the gold­en grain

And smile on ev­ery vale.

Thus in Thy word I see it shine

With grace and glo­ries all di­vine

To earth­ly mor­tals giv’n;

While faith

bright cher­ub

points the way

To realms of ev­er­last­ing day

And op­ens all her Heav’n.

Then let the love

that makes me blest

With cheer­ful praise in­spire my breast

And ar­dent gra­ti­tude;

And all my thoughts and pass­ions tend

To Thee

my Fa­ther and my friend

My soul’s eter­nal good.