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Father of all, in every age

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1 Father of all! in ev'ry age,
In ev'ry clime ador'd,
By saint, by savage, and by sage,
JEHOVAH, JOVE, or LORD!

2 Thou great First Cause! least understood!
Who all my sense confin'd
To know but this — that thou art good,
And that myself am blind;

3 Yet gave me, in this dark estate,
To see the good from ill,
And, binding nature fast in fate,
Left free the human will: —

4 What conscience dictates to be done,
Or warns me not to do,
This teach me more than hell to shun,
That, more than heav'n pursue:

5 What blessings thy free bounty gives,
Let me not cast away;
For God is paid, when man receives;
T' enjoy is to obey.

6 Yet not to earth's contracted span
Thy goodness let me bound,
Or think thee Lord alone of man,
When thousand worlds are round.

7 Let not this weak, unknowing hand
Presume thy bolts to throw,
And deal damnation round the land,
On each I judge thy foe.

8 If I am right, O teach my heart
Still in the right to stay;
If I am wrong, thy grace impart,
To find the better way.

9 Save me alike from foolish pride,
Or impious discontent,
At aught thy wisdom has deny'd,
Or aught thy goodness lent.

10 Teach me to feel another's wo,
To hide the fault I see;
That mercy I to others show,
That mercy show to me.

11 Mean tho' I am, not wholly so,
Since quicken'd by thy breath;
O lead me wheresoe'er I go,
Thro' this day's life or death.

12 This day, be bread and peace my lot;
All else beneath the sun
Thou know'st if best bestow'd, or not —
And let thy will be done.

13 To THEE, whose temple is all space —
Whose altar, earth, sea, skies —
One chorus let all being raise!
All nature's incense rise!

Source: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #CLXIII

Author: Alexander Pope

Alexander Pope was born in London, in 1688. His parents were Roman Catholics. He had a feeble constitution, was deformed in person, and attained the age of only fifty-six. He early acquired the means of independence by his literary gifts, and purchased his celebrated villa at Twickenham, whither he went to reside at the age of thirty. Of his many published works, his translation of the "Iliad" and "Odyssey" of Homer has given him the greatest reputation. As an English satirist, also, he stands very high. Nearly all his works, however, are imitations. He died at Tickenham, in 1744. --Annotations of the Hymnal, Charles Hutchins, M.A., 1872… Go to person page >

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First Line: Father of all, in every age
Author: Alexander Pope
Meter: 8.7.8.7
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain

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