Scripture Verse

The Lord’s mercies…are new every morning. Lamentations 3:22–23

Introduction

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Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, 1901.

Music: Charles H. Ga­bri­el (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Charles H. Gabriel (1856–1932)

Lyrics

Like dews of the morn­ing Thy mer­cies des­cend,
And bless­ings un­numbered our path­way at­tend;
We feel Thou art with us, we list to Thy voice;
O Je­sus our Sav­ior, in Thee we re­joice.

Refrain

We praise Thee, we bless Thee,
O Sav­ior di­vine,
We praise Thee, we bless Thee,
We praise Thee, we bless Thee,
O Sav­ior di­vine;
All honor and glo­ry for­ev­er be Thine.

Though tri­als be­fall us, and clouds may arise,
We know that the sun­shine will break thro’ the skies;
In light or in dark­ness, what­e’er it may be,
If Thou art still with us, then hap­py are we.

Refrain

Like dew at the twi­light, when na­ture, at rest,
Has fold­ed her blos­soms to sleep on her breast;
Anew with Thy bless­ings our cup ov­er­flows,
While gent­ly from la­bor Thou bidd’st us re­pose.

Refrain