Father Of Men Who Can Complain


Father of men, who can complain
Under thy mild and equal reign?
Who does a weight of duty share
More than his aids and pow’r can bear?

With diff’ring climes and diff’ring lands,
With fruitful plains and barren sands,
Thy hand hath form’d this earthly round,
And set each nation in its bound.

With like variety thy ray
Here sheds a full, there fainter day,
While all are in their measure show’d
The way to happiness and God.

O the unbounding grace which brought
To us the words by Jesus taught!
So blest and with such hopes inspir’d,
How much is giv’n, how much requir’d!