When all thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love and praise.


No. 453 (9 August 1712). - The Spectator (1711–1714)


When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love and praise.

When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love and praise.

When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love and praise.

When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love and praise.