Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love, Unmerited and free, Delights our evil to remove, And help our misery. Thou waitest to be gracious still; Thou dost with sinners bear, That, saved, we may Thy goodness feel, And all Thy grace declare. Thy goodness and Thy truth to me To every soul, abound, A vast, unfathomable sea, Where all our thoughts are drowned. Its streams the whole creation reach, So plenteous is the store, Enough for all, enough for each, Enough for evermore. Faithful, O Lord, Thy mercies are! A rock that cannot move; A thousand promises declare Thy constancy of love. Throughout the universe it reigns, Unalterably sure; And while the truth of God remains, The goodness must endure.