My thankfull heart with glorying Tongue

My thankfull heart with glorying Tongue
Shall celebrate thy Name,
Who hath restor'd, redeem'd, recur'd 
From sicknes, death, and Pain.

I cry'd thou seem'st to make some stay,
I sought more earnestly;
And in due time thou succour'st me,
And sent'st me help from High.

Lord, whilst my fleeting time shall last, 
Thy Goodnes let me Tell.
And new Experience I have gain'd,
My future Doubts repell.

An humble, faitefull life, O Lord,
For ever let me walk;
Let my obedience testefye,
My Praise lyes not in Talk.

Accept, O Lord, my simple mite,
For more I cannot give;
What thou bestow'st I shall restore,
For of thine Almes I live.