Far as creation's bounds extend

Verse 1

Far as creation's bounds extend, Thy mercies, heavenly Lord, descend; One chorus of perpetual praise To Thee Thy various works shall raise; Thy saints to Thee in hymns impart The transports of a grateful heart.

Verse 2

They chant the splendours of Thy name, Delighted with the wondrous theme; And bid the world's wide realms admire The glories of the Almighty Sire, Whose throne all nature's wreck survives, Whose power through endless ages lives.

Verse 3

From Thee, great God, while every eye Expectant waits the wished supply, Their bread proportioned to the day, Thy opening hands to each convey; In every sorrow of the heart Eternal mercy bears a part.

Verse 4

Who ask Thine aid with heart sincere Shall find Thy succours ever near; To Thee their prayer in each distress Thy suffering servants, Lord, address; And prove Thee, verging on the grave, Nor slow to hear, nor weak to save.