Thy favors, Lord, surprise our souls
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This is an hymn by Isaac Watts, 1709, from Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Hymn 45 of Book 2. Meter is 88. 88 (L.M.).
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- Hezekiah Moors — Condescension English STB
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1. Thy favors, Lord, surprise our souls;
Will the Eternal dwell with us?
What canst thou find beneath the poles
To tempt thy chariot downward thus?
2. Still might he fill his starry throne,
And please his ears with Gabriel's songs;
But the heavenly Majesty comes down,
And bows to hearken to our tongues.
3. Great God! what poor returns we pay
For love so infinite as thine!
Words are but air, and tongues but clay;
But thy compassion's all divine.
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