Jehovah, God, Thy gra­cious pow­er,
On ev­ery hand we see;
Oh, may the bless­ings of each hour
Lead all our thoughts to Thee.

Thy pow­er is in the ocean deeps,
And reach­es to the skies;
Thine eye of mer­cy ne­ver sleeps,
Thy good­ness ne­ver dies.

From morn till noon, till lat­est eve,
Thy hand, O God, we see;
And all the bless­ings we re­ceive,
Proceed alone from Thee.

In all the va­ry­ing scenes of time,
On Thee our hopes de­pend;
Through ev­ery age, in ev­ery clime,
Our Fa­ther, and our friend.