Poem by William Cowper

Olney Hymn 64. Praise for Faith

Of all the gifts Thine hand bestows,
    Thou Giver of all good! 
Not heaven itself a richer knows
    Than my Redeemer's blood.

Faith too, the blood-receiving grace,
    From the same hand we gain; 
Else, sweetly as it suits our case,
    That gift had been in vain.

Till Thou Thy teaching power apply,
    Our hearts refuse to see, 
And weak, as a distemper'd eye,
    Shut out the view of Thee.

Blind to the merits of Thy Son,
    What misery we endure! 
Yet fly that Hand from which alone
    We could expect a cure.

We praise Thee, and would praise Thee more,
    To Thee our all we owe: 
The precious Saviour, and the power
    That makes Him precious too.

1. Olney Hymn 4. Jehovah-Nissi. The Lord My Banner
2. See Where the Thames, the Purest Stream
3. An Apology for Not Showing Her What I Had Wrote
4. Olney Hymn 55. The Heart Healed and Changed by Mercy
5. Olney Hymn 32. The Shining Light

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