Hymn CCXCVI. Common Metre. Divine Goodness

Ye humble souls approach your God With songs of sacred praise; For he is good, immensely good, And kind are all his ways.

All nature owns his guardian care, In him we live and move; But nobler benefits declare The wonders of his love.

He gave his well beloved son, To save our souls from sin; Tis here he makes his goodness known, And proves it all divine.

To this sure refuge, Lord, we come, And here our hope relies; A safe defence, a peaceful home When storms of trouble rise.

Thine eye beholds with kind regard The souls who trust in thee; Their humble hope thou wilt reward With bliss divinely free.

Great God, to thy almighty love What honours shall we raise; Not all the raptur'd songs above Can render equal praise.