A Hymn for Charity Children: Another

Father of Mercy, hear our prayer,
In Thee we move and live:
How slow to wrath, how prone to spare,
And ready to forgive!

Thou chiefly dost Thy boundless power
In acts of goodness show;
Thy mercy all Thy works adore,
Thence all our blessings flow.

This still shall be our grateful theme,
Thy praise we'll ever sing;
Our friends the kind refreshing stream,
But Thou the' unfailing Spring.

Our joy would soon o'erflow the banks,
And inundations raise,
Did we not thus look down with thanks,
And look to heaven with praise.

To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Holy Ghost,
Who yet are not three Gods, but One,
Revered by all His host;

The blest, eternal Trinity,
Whom heaven and earth adore,
All honour, praise, and glory be
Both now and evermore.