Sweet is the memory of thy grace
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Sweet is the memory of thy grace,My God, my heavenly King;Let age to age thy righteousnessIn psalms of glory sing.
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God reigns on high, but ne'er confinesHis goodness to the skies;Through the whole earth his bounty shines,And every want supplies.
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With longing eyes, thy creatures waitOn thee for daily food;Thy liberal hand provides their meat,And fills their mouth with good.
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How kind are thy compassions, Lord;How slow thine anger moves!But soon he sends his pardoning wordTo cheer the souls he loves.