Classic Poem

How bountiful, Lord, Thou hast been,
To give me a knowledge of Thee!
How countless Thy mercies unseen,
Surpassing e'en those which I see!

All thanks for the dew of Thy grace;
For Thy pardon so often renew'd!
For the comforting light of Thy face,
And the gift of Thy Body and Blood!

For Thine Angel my footsteps to guide;
For Thy sweet inspirations of truth;
For the checks by my conscience supplied
From the earliest dawn of my youth!

O, blest, had I valued aright
Thy dealings with pity replete!
Had I made Thy commands my delight,
And not trodden them under my feet!

Yet courage, my soul! even still
Thy sacrifice God will receive;
Submit but thyself to His will,
And for thy impiety grieve.