Creation and Providence

Verse 1

Lord, when my raptured thought surveys Creation’s beauties o’er, All nature joins to teach Thy praise, And bid my soul adore.

Verse 2

Where’er I turn my gazing eyes, Thy radiant footsteps shine; Then thousand pleasing wonders rise, And speak their source divine.

Verse 3

All-bounteous Lord! Thy grace impart; Oh! teach me to improve Thy gifts, with ever-grateful heart, And crown them with Thy love.