Goodness and mercy.
  LET every tongue thy goodness speak,
  
  Thou sov’reign Lord of all;
  
  Thy strength'ning hands uphold the weak,
  
  And raise the poor that fall.
  2 When sorrows bow the spirit down,
  
  When virtue lies distress’d,
  
  Beneath the proud oppressor’s frown,
  
  Thou giv’st the mourner rest.
  3 Thou know’st the pains thy servants feel,
  
  Thou hear’st thy children’s cry;
  
  And their best wishes to fulfil,
  
  Thy grace is ever nigh.
  4 Thy mercy never shall remove
  
  From men of heart sincere:
  
  Thou sav’st the souls whose humble love
  
  Is join’d with holy fear.
  5 My lips shall dwell upon thy praise,
  
  And spread thy fame abroad:
  
  Let all the sons of Adam raise
  
  The honours of their God.
                  Isaac Watts
                  Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
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