God's Bountiful Goodness

Verse 1

Fountain of mercy, God of love, how rich Your bounties are! The rolling seasons, as they move proclaim Your constant care.

Verse 2

When in the bosom of the earth the sower hid the grain, Your goodness marked its secret birth, and sent the early rain.

Verse 3

You gave the influence of spring; the plants in beauty grew; the summer came it sun to bring, and mild refreshing dew.

Verse 4

These various mercies from above matured the swelling grain; a yellow harvest crowns Your love, and plenty fills the plain.

Verse 5

Seed-time and harvest, Lord, alone Your love on us bestows; let us not then forget to own from whom such blessing flows.

Verse 6

Fountain of love, our praise we bring; to You our songs we'll raise; and all created nature sing in glad exultant praise.