How various and how new

Verse 1

How various and how new Are Thy compassions, Lord! Each morning shall Thy mercies show, Each night Thy love record.

Verse 2

Thy goodness, like the sun, Dawned on our early days, Err infant reason had begun To form our lips to praise.

Verse 3

Each object we beheld Gave pleasure to our eyes, And nature all our senses held In bands of sweet surprise.

Verse 4

But pleasures more refined Awaited that blest day, When light arose upon our mind To chase our sins away.

Verse 5

How various and how new Are Thy compassions, Lord! Eternity Thy truth shall show, And all Thy love record.