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Isaac Watts - Psalm 145 part 2
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C. M.
The goodness of God.

Sweet is the memory of thy grace,
My God, my heav`nly King;
Let age to age thy righteousness
In sounds of glory sing.

God reigns on high, but not confines
His goodness to the skies;
Through the whole earth his bounty shines,
And every want supplies.

With longing eyes thy creatures wait
On thee for daily food;
Thy lib`ral hand provides their meat,
And fills their mouths with good.

How kind are thy compassion`s, Lord!
How slow thine anger moves!
But soon he sends his pard`ning word
To cheer the souls he loves.

Creatures with all their endless race
Thy power and praise proclaim;
But saints that taste thy richer grace
Delight to bless thy name.
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