Father of Mercies

1 Father of mercies, God of love,
whose gifts all creatures share,
the rolling seasons as they move
proclaim thy constant care.

2 When in the bosom of the earth
the sower hid the grain,
thy goodness marked its secret birth,
and sent the early rain.

3 The spring's sweet influence, Lord, was thine,
the seasons know thy call;
thou mad'st the summer sun to shine,
the summer dews to fall.

4 Thy gifts of mercy from above
matured the swelling grain;
and now the harvest crowns thy love,
and plenty fills the plain.

5 O ne'er may our forgetful hearts‿
o'erlook thy bounteous care,
but what our Father's hand imparts
still own in praise and prayer.

6 To Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
the God whom we adore,
be glory, as it was, is now,
and shall be evermore.

Source: Church Hymnal (Fifth Ed.) #40