William Billings - Medfield - текст песни (слова)

When I my various blessings see,
 What a kind God has done for me, 
 My heart with gratitude should glow, 
 I love the spring from whence they flow.
 
 For me His only Son He sent, 
 For me the Savior underwent 
 The cross, the agonies, the shame; 
 Forever will I bless His name.
 
 And though I sin and grieve Him still, 
 His mercy spares my soul from hell: 
 Those gloomy regions of despair, 
 For devils to torment me there. 
 
 If I'll obey His gentle voice, 
 His heaven He offers to my choice. 
 My tongue His mercies shall record, 
 And all my actions praise the Lord.