Hymn LVI. Long Metre. Preserving Goodness

Eternal God, I bless thy name, The same thy power, thy grace the same; The tokens of thy friendly care Open and close and crown the year.

Supported by thy guardian hand, Amidst ten thousand deaths I stand; And see, when I survey thy ways, Ten thousand monuments of praise.

Thus far thy arm has led me on, Thus far I make thy mercy known; And whilst I tread this defart land, New mercies shall new songs demand,

My grateful voice on Jordan's shore Shall raise one sacred pillar more; Then bear, in thy bright courts above, Inscriptions of immortal love.