Indulgent God, How Kind

1. Indulgent God, how kind Are all Thy ways to me, Whose dark benighted mind Was enmity with Thee; Yet now, subdued by sov'reign grace, My spirit longs for Thy embrace. 2. How precious are Thy thoughts, Which o'er my bosom roll; They swell beyond my faults, And captivate my soul; How great their sum, how high they rise, Can ne'er be known beneath the skies. 3. Preserved in Jesus when My feet made haste to hell; And there should I have gone, But Thou dost all things well; Thy love was great, Thy mercy free, Which from the pit deliver'd me. 4. A monument of grace, A sinner saved by blood; The streams of love I trace Up to the fountain, God; And in His wondrous mercy see, Eternal thoughts of love to me.