Divine Songs for Children ‎#V

V. Praise for Birth and Education in a Christian Land

Great God, to thee my voice I raise,
To thee my youngest hours belong:
I would begin my life with praise,
Till growing years improve the song.

’Tis to thy sovereign grace I owe
That I was born on Christian ground;
Where streams of heavenly mercy flow,
And words of sweet salvation sound.

I would not change my native land
For rich Peru, with all her gold;
A nobler prize lies in my hand
Than East or Western Indies hold.

How do I pity those that dwell
Where ignorance and darkness reign;
They know no heaven, they fear no hell,
Those endless joys, those endless pains.

Thy glorious promises, O Lord,
Kindle my hopes and my desire;
While all the preachers of thy word
Teach me thy goodness to admire.

Thy praise shall still employ my breath,
Since thou hast marked my way to heaven;
Nor will I run the road to death,
And waste the blessings thou hast given.

Text Information

• First Line: Great God, to thee my voice I raise
• Title: Praise for Birth and Education in a Christian Land
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1827

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