Thou Gracious God, Whose Mercy Lends
Author: Oliver Wendell Holmes
Composer: English folk tune
Languages (4)
This song text has been indexed at SingPraises.net in the following languages:
- English: Thou Gracious God, Whose Mercy Lends
- French: Toi, Dieu de grâce
- Portuguese: Bondoso Deus, que nos conduz
- Spanish: Clemente Dios, hoy cual ayer
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Most common tunes for “Thou Gracious God, Whose Mercy Lends”
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Copyright status of original text
This text was first published in English, in 1869 or earlier.
Public domain
Earliest known source: Hymn for the Class-Meeting, 1869.
Earliest source indexed at SingPraises.net:
Hymns—For Home and Church (2024-preview), Sep 2025; Cantiques – Pour le foyer et l’église (2024-preview), Sep 2025; Hinos — Para o Lar e para a Igreja (2024-preview), Sep 2025; Himnos — Para el hogar y la Iglesia (2024-preview), Sep 2025.
Representative lyrics
English (Original Language)
Thou Gracious God, Whose Mercy Lends
Hymns—For Home and Church (2027, 2024-preview), Sep 2025
Arranger: The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
1. Thou gracious God, whose mercy lends The light of home, the smile of friends, Our gathered flock Thine arms enfold, As Thou didst keep Thy Saints of old.
2. O Father, hear us while we raise In sweet accord of solemn praise The voices that have mingled long In joyous flow of mirth and song.
3. For all the blessings life has brought, For all its sorrowing hours have taught, For all we mourn, for all we keep, The hands we clasp, the loved that sleep,
4. The noontide sunshine of the past, These brief, bright moments fading fast, The stars that gild our dark’ning years, The twilight ray from holier spheres—
5. We thank Thee, Father! Let Thy grace Our loving circle still embrace, Thy mercy shed its heav’nly store, Thy peace be with us evermore.