Jesus, the man of constant grief,

A mourner all his days;

His spirit once rejoiced aloud,

And tuned his joy to praise:

"Father, I thank thy wondrous love,

That hath revealed thy Son

To men unlearned, and to babes

Has made thy gospel known.

"The mysteries of redeeming grace

Are hidden from the wise,

While pride and carnal reasonings join

To swell and blind their eyes."

Thus doth the Lord of heav'n and earth

His great decrees fulfil,

And orders all his works of grace

By his own sovereign will.