Sweet is the memory of thy grace,

My God, my heavenly King;

Let age to age thy righteousness

In songs of glory sing.

2 God reigns on high, but ne’er confines

His goodness to the skies:

Through the whole earth his bounty shines,

And every want supplies.

3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait

On thee for daily food,

Thy liberal hand provides their meat,

And fills their mouths with good.

4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord!

How slow thine anger moves!

But soon he sends his pardoning word

To cheer the souls he loves.

5 Creatures, with all their endless race,

Thy power and praise proclaim:

But saints that taste thy richer grace,

Delight to bless thy name.