Dear Savior, bounteous are thy hands

Verse 1

Dear Saviour, bounteous are thy hands, Thy mercies are unknown: Thy mighty word,, thy great commands, Can bring thy blessings down.

Verse 2

O Lord, how wond'rous are thy ways, Thy counsels none can know. Thy love, thy mercy and thy grace, Provides for all below.

Verse 3

Not as the eyes of men do see, Or human mind perceive; That all the world is fed by thee, And ev'ry creature live.

Verse 4

Some thousands once had follow'd thee Into the wilderness; Thou hadst compassion them to see, Faint, hungry, and distress'd.

Verse 5

But all their wants were soon supplied At thy commanding word-- They ate, and all were satisfied, And praised thee their Lord.

Verse 6

O happy they, who on thee wait! And to thy call's attend; What joy and comforts will they meet, With thee, their Lord and friend.