When All Thy Mercies
John Schreiner
When all Thy mercies, O my God
My rising soul surveys
Transported with the view I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise
Unnumbered comforts to my soul
Thy tender care bestowed
Before my infant heart could know
From whom those comforts flowed
When worn with sickness, oft hast Thou
With health renewed my face
And when in sins and sorrows bowed
Revived my soul with grace
Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I'll pursue
And after death, in distant worlds
The glorious theme renew