Isaac Lane - Leverett Street - текст песни (слова)

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 conceived
 From whom those comforts flowed.
 
 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
 My daily thanks employ;
 Nor is the least a cheerful heart
 That tastes those gifts with joy.
 
 Through every period of my life
 Thy goodness I'll pursue;
 And after death, in distant worlds
 The glorious theme renew.
 
 Through all eternity to thee
 A joyful song I'll raise;
 For O, eternity's too short
 To utter all thy praise!