10 I praise Thee, O my God and Father

1 I praise Thee, O my God and Father, For all I am and all I have, The blessings that we daily gather, E'en from our cradle to our grave; For Thy rich grace hath scattered here Whate'er we need to help and cheer. 2 I praise Thee, Savior, whose compassion Hath brought Thee down to succor me; Thy pitying heart sought my salvation, Though keenest woes were heaped on Thee, Wrought me from bondage full release, Made me Thine own and gave me peace. 3 Thee, too, I praise, O Holy Spirit, By whose deep teachings I am made A heavenly kingdom to inherit, Who art my comforter, my aid; Whate'er of good by me is done Is of Thy grace and light alone. 4 And as my life is onward gliding, With each fresh scene anew I mark How Thou art holding me and guiding, Where all seems troubled, strange, and dark; When cares oppress and hopes depart, Thy light hath never failed my heart. 5 Shall I not then be filled with gladness, Shall I not praise Thee evermore? And triumph o'er all fears and sadness, E'en when my cup of woes runs o'er? Though heaven and earth may pass away, I know Thy word stands fast for aye.