In glad amazement Lord I stand

Verse 1

In glad amazement, Lord, I stand, Amidst the bounties of thy hand. How numberless those bounties are! How rich, how various, and how fair!

Verse 2

But O! what poor returns I make! What lifeless thanks I pay thee back! Lord! I confess with humble shame, My off'rings scarce deserve the name.

Verse 3

Fain would my lab'ring heart devise To bring some nobler sacrifice. It sinks beneath the mighty load: What shall I render to my God?

Verse 4

To him I consecrate my praise, And vow the remnant of my days. Yet, what at best, I can pretend, Worthy such gifts from such a friend?

Verse 5

In deep abasement, Lord, I see My emptiness and poverty. Enrich my soul with grace divine, And make me worthier to be thine.

Verse 6

Give me at length an angel's tongue, That heav'n may echo with my song. The theme, too great for time, shall be The joy of long eternity.