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When all thy mercies O my God
My rising soul surverys,
Transported with the view I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise.
Looking back upon days which
are gone, a long life which
has passed away as a tale
which is told?. -- What cause
do I find for deep humilia-
tion and ? daring gratitude
to my gracious God and
Saviours who thro' all the
changes, and chances of this
mortal life, has helped me
to this hour, and given
me a good hope through
grace; I would fain leave
a poor but grateful testimony