I Will Sing of Thy Mercies
By Llewellyn A. Morrison
Thou God of Creation,
Omnipotent King,
With meek adoration
Thy goodness we sing!
We sing of salvation,
The gift of Thy grace,
A perfect oblation
For Adam’s lost race. At morning we praise Thee,
To Thee doth belong
The rapture we raise Thee
In anthem and song.
The night hath borne to us
The strength for the days;
Thy mercies renew us
To run in Thy ways. By love we inherit
The shield of Thy might;
Thy word and Thy Spirit
Are guiding and light,—
Our comfort in sorrow,
Our buckler in strife,
Our hope for to-morrow,
And promise of life. Our souls, in Thy keeping,
Are safe. In Thy hand,
Or waking or sleeping,
On sea or on land,
No harm can betide us.
At last, on Thy breast,
We safely shall hide us
In love and at rest. San Francisco, California.