This hymn was composed in 1760
Father of mercies, in Thy word,
What endless glories shines!
Forever be Thy name adored
For these celestial lines.
Here may the wretched sons of want
Exhaustless riches find:
Riches above what earth can grant
And lasting as the mind.
Here the fair tree of knowledge grows,
And yields a free repast;
Sublimer sweets than nature knows
Invites the longing taste.
Here the Redeemer's welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around;
And life and everlasting joys
Attend the blissful sound.
Divine instructor, gracious Lord,
Be Thou forever near:
Teach me to love Thy sacred word
And view my Saviour there.
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