Indulgent God, how kind

Verse 1

Indulgent God, how kind Are all thy ways to me, Whose dark benighted mind Was enmity with thee; Yet now, subdued by sovereign grace, My spirit longs for thy embrace!

Verse 2

How precious are thy thoughts, Which o’er my bosom roll! They swell beyond my faults, And captivate my soul; How great their sum, how high they rise, Can ne’er be known beneath the skies.

Verse 3

Preserved in Jesus when My feet made haste to hell; And there should I have gone, But thou dost all things well; Thy love was great, thy mercy free, Which from the pit delivered me.

Verse 4

A monument of grace, A sinner saved by blood; The streams of love I trace Up to the fountain, God; And in his wondrous mercy see, Eternal thoughts of love to me.