AS
Verse 1
Father of mercies, in Thy word
What endless glory shines;
For ever be Thy Name adored
For these celestial lines.
Verse 2
Here may the wretched sons of want
Exhaustless riches find,
Riches above what earth can grant,
And lasting as the mind.
Verse 3
Here the Redeemer’s welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around;
And life and everlasting joys
Attend the blissful sound.
Verse 4
O may these heavenly pages be
My ever dear delight;
And still new beauties may I see,
And still increasing light.
Verse 5
Divine Instructor, gracious Lord,
Be Thou forever near;
Teach me to love Thy sacred word,
And view my Saviour there.
Anne Steele, “Father of Mercies, in Thy Word”