Fain would my soul with wonder trace

Verse 1

Fain would my soul with wonder trace Thy mercies, O my God; And tell the riches of Thy grace-- The merits of Thy blood.

Verse 2

With Israel's King, my heart would cry, While I review Thy ways, Tell my, my Saviour, who am I, That I should see Thy face?

Verse 3

Formed by Thy hand, and formed for Thee, I would be ever Thine: My Saviour, make my spirit free, With beams of mercy shine.

Verse 4

Fain would my soul with rapture dwell On Thy redeeming grace; Oh for a thousand tongues to tell My dear Redeemer's praise.

Verse 5

Amen.