His compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is Thy faithfulness.
Lamentations 3:22–23
Words: Eliza E. Hewitt, in Gospel Praises, edited by William Kirkpatrick, J. Lincoln Hall & Henry L. Gilmour (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Hall-Mack, 1899), number 150.
Music: Croydon (Ching) Samuel Ching, in Redemption Songs (London: Pickering & Inglis, probably early 20th Century) (🔊 pdf nwc).
Alternate Tune:
If you know when the music was written, or where to get a good photo of Ching (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
God will take care of me;
Here I will rest,
Trusting His promise true,
Safe on His breast.
Changeful may be my lot,
His mercy changeth not;
No child of His forgot,
In Jesus, blest.
God will take care of me,
Hushing my fear;
When dangers ’round I see,
His voice I hear;
Then let my soul be brave,
High though the wind and wave,
Greater His power to save,
Tenderly near.
God will take care of me,
Holding the helm;
Storms that may sweep the sea
Will not o’erwhelm.
Soon, every billow passed,
I shall my anchor cast,
Safe, safe at home at last,
In joy’s bright realm.