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Praise for God's Love. II. MOORE.
1 My God, thy boundless love I praise:
It streams from thine eternal throne;
2 "Tis love that paints the purple morn,
3 But in thy word I see it shine
With grace and glories more divine,
There Faith, bright cherub, points the
To realms of everlasting day,
And opens all her heaven.
4 Then let the love that makes me blessed With cheerful praise inspire my breast, And ardent gratitude;
And all my thoughts and passions tend To thee, my Father and my Friend, My soul's eternal good.
148. Providential Goodness of God. EXETER COL. 1 GREAT Source of unexhausted good, Who giv'st us health and friends and food And peace and calm content, Like fragrant incense, to the skies, Let songs of grateful praises rise For all thy blessings lent.
2 Through all the dangers of the day,
To guard us and to guide;
3 To thee our lives, our all, we owe, Our peace and sweetest joys below,
And brightest hopes above; Then let our lives, and all that's ours Our souls, and all our active powers, Be sacred to thy love.