A Collection of Psalms and Hymns ‎#C.IV

C.IV. On thee the Race of Man depends

1 On thee the Race of Man depends,
Far as the Earth's remotest Ends;
Where the Creator's Name is known
By Nature's feeble Light alone.

2 At thy Command the Morning Ray
Smiles in the East and leads the Day;
Thou guid'st the sun's declining Wheels
Over the tops of Western Hills.

3 Seasons and Times obey thy Voice;
The Evening and the Morn rejoice
To see the Earth made soft with Showers,
Laden with Fruit and drest in Flowers.

4 'Tis from the watry Stores on high
Thou giv'st the thirsty Ground supply;
Thou walk'dst upon the Clouds, and thence
Dost thy enriching Drops dispence.

5 The Desart grows a fertile Field;
Abundant Fruit the Valleys yield
The Vallies shout with chearful Voice,
And neighbouring Hills repeat their Joys.

6 The Pasture smile in green array,
Where Lambs and larger Cattle play:
The larger Cattle and the Lamb,
Each in his Language speaks thy Name.

7 Thy Works pronounce thy Power divine;
O'er every Field thy Glories shine:
Thro' every Month thy Gifts appear,
Great God, thy Goodness crowns the Year.

Text Information

• First Line: On thee the Race of Man depends
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1737
• Scripture:
  Psalm 65

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