Great God, We Sing Your Mighty Hand

Great God, we sing your might-y hand By which sup-port-ed still we stand; The o-pening year Your mer-cy shows, That mer-cy crowns it 'til its close. By day, by night, at home, a-broad, Still are we guard-ed by our God, By His in-ces-sant boun-ty fed, By His in-er-rant coun-sel led. In scenes ex-alt-ed or de-pressed, You are our joy, and You our rest; Your good-ness all our hopes shall raise, A-dored through all our chang-ing days. When death shall in-ter-rupt our songs And seal in si-lence mor-tal tongues, In fair-er realms, O God shall we Your prais-es sing e-ter-nal-ly.