When All Your Mercies

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

To all my weak complaints and cries
Your mercy lent an ear
Before my feeble thoughts had learned
To form themselves in prayer

For all Your mercies, O my God
They’re falling like the rain
They’re falling like the rain
My ever grateful heart, O Lord
Your mercy shall adore
Your mercy shall adore

O how shall words with equal warmth
The gratitude declare
That glows within my ravished heart?
But You can read it there

Nathan Jess, David Andre Ostby & Joseph Addison