| Song | When All Thy Mercies, O My God |
| Content Description | When All Thy Mercies, O My God is a heartfelt hymn by Isaac Watts that expresses deep gratitude for God’s countless mercies and blessings. The song reflects on a lifetime of divine faithfulness, mercy, and guidance, encouraging believers to respond with thanksgiving and devotion. Its reflective lyrics lead the heart toward worship and humility, recognizing God’s goodness in every season of life. As a timeless Christian hymn, it continues to inspire worshippers seeking meaningful hymn lyrics centered on gratitude, mercy, and God’s enduring faithfulness. |
| Album | Christian Hymnal – Series 2 |
| Genre | Praise & Worship |
| Writer(s) | Isaac Watts |
| Publisher / Copyrights | John Wesley’s Collection of Hymns |
| Key | |
| Tags | Christian hymn, worship song, traditional hymn, Isaac Watts, church worship |
| Theme(s) | Thanksgiving, Mercy, Gratitude, Faithfulness, Worship |
| Scripture Reference(s) | |
| CCLI Song No | |
| Buy Book / CD |  |
When All Thy Mercies, O My God,
My Rising Soul Surveys,
Transported With The View, I’m Lost
In Wonder, Love, And Praise.
Thy Providence My Life Sustained,
And All My Wants Redressed,
While In The Silent Womb I Lay,
And Hung Upon The Breast.
To All My Weak Complaints And Cries
Thy Mercy Lent An Ear,
Ere Yet My Feeble Thoughts Had Learned
To Form Themselves In Prayer.
Unnumbered Comforts On My Soul
Thy Tender Care Bestowed,
Before My Infant Heart Conceived
From Whom Those Comforts Flowed.
When In The Slippery Paths Of Youth
With Heedless Steps I Ran,
Thine Arm, Unseen, Conveyed Me Safe,
And Led Me Up To Man.
Through Hidden Dangers, Toils, And Deaths,
It Gently Cleared My Way;
And Through The Pleasing Snares Of Vice,
More To Be Feared Than They.
When Worn With Sickness, Oft Hast Thou
With Health Renewed My Face,
And When In Sins And Sorrows Sunk
Revived My Soul With Grace.
Ten Thousand Thousand Precious Gifts
My Daily Thanks Employ;
Nor Is The Least A Thankful Heart,
That Takes Those Gifts With Joy.
Through Every Period Of My Life
Thy Goodness I’ll Pursue;
And After Death, In Distant Worlds,
The Pleasing Theme Renew.
Through All Eternity, To Thee
A Grateful Song I’ll Raise;
But O Eternity’s Too Short
To Utter All Thy Praise!
