Lord, what our ears have heard

Verse 1

Lord! what our ears have heard, Our eyes delighted, trace, Thy love in long succession shown To ev'ry virtuous race.

Verse 2

Our children thou dost claim, And mark them out for thine: Ten thousand blessings to thy name For goodness so divine!

Verse 3

Thy cov'nant may they keep, And bless the happy bands, Which closer still engage their hearts To honor thy commands.

Verse 4

How great thy mercies, Lord! How plenteous is thy grace, Which in the promise of thy love Includes our rising race!

Verse 5

Our offspring, still thy care, Shall own their fathers' God, To latest times thy blessings share, And sound thy praise abroad.