Divine Bounty

Lord, we adore thy boundless grace,
The heights and depths unknown,
Of pardon, life, and joy, and peace,
In thy beloved son.

O wond'rous gift of love divine,
Dear source of ev'ry good!
Jesus, in thee what glories shine!
How rich thy flowing blood!

Come all ye pining, hungry poor.
The Saviour's bounty taste;
Behold a never-failing store,
For ev'ry willing guest.

Here shall your num'rous wants receive
A free, a full supply:
He has unmeasur'd bliss to give,
And joys that never die.

Can those, who hear the Saviour's voice,
Prefer earth's empty toys,
(Ah, wretched souls! ah, fatal choice!)
To everlasting joys?

Lord, bring unwilling souls to thee,
With sweet resistless pow'r;
Thy boundless grace, let rebels see,
And at thy feet adore.