Are you hea­vy la­den
And with sor­row tried?
Stop and look to Je­sus,
Helper, friend and guide!
Think of all His mer­cies,
Such a bound­less store!
Tears will change to prais­es
As you count them o’er.

Refrain

Countless mer­cies!
Such a bound­less store!
Countless mer­cies!
Pressed and run­ning o’er!
Countless mer­cies!
Try to count them o’er
Till you gaze in won­der
At your bound­less store.

Think of hid­den dan­gers
He hath brought you thro’;
Think of all the bur­dens
He hath borne for you;
Count His words of com­fort
In your deep­est need;
Count the times when Je­sus
Proved a friend in­deed.

Refrain

Does your path­way dark­en
’Neath a cloud of fear?
Count your many mer­cies;
Dry each bit­ter tear.
Even ’mid the sha­dows
Trust Him with­out fear;
Home will be the sweet­er
For the dark down here.

Refrain

As He looks from Hea­ven
Now on you and me,
Don’t you know He choos­eth
What each day shall be?
Trust His lov­ing wis­dom,
Though the hot tears start,
Give to Him the in­cense
Of a grate­ful heart.

Refrain