Psalm CXXXIX. 3d. Part. C. Met. God the author of our being

God of my life, whose bounteous care First gave me power to move; How shall my grateful heart declare The wonders of thy love?

Thee will I honour, for I stand, The product of thy skill; The wonders of thy forming hand My admiration fill.

Whilst void of thought and sense I lay Dust of my parent earth; Thy breath inform'd the sleeping clay, And call'd me into birth.

From thee, before my breath began My limbs their fashion took; And in continuance, every one Was written in thy book.

Thine eye beheld in perfect view, The yet unfinish'd plan; Th' imperfect lines, thy pencil drew And form'd the future man.

O may this animated frame This work of matchless skill, Be all devoted to thy name And love to do thy will.