Hymn 617
Fountain of mercy, God of love

1 Fountain of mercy, God of love, How rich Thy bounties are! 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 plants in beauty grew; Thou gav'st refulgent suns to shine, And the refreshing dew. 4 These various mercies from above Matured the swelling grain; A kindly harvest crowns Thy love, And plenty fills the plain. 5 Seed-time and harvest, Lord alone, Thou dost on man bestow, Let him not then forget to own, From whom his blessings flow, 6 Fountain of love, Our praise is Thine, To Thee our songs well raise, And all created nature join, In sweet harmonious praise.





Hymn 617 THE PCN New Haven, Enugu