|Text:||Every Morning Mercies New|
|Composer:||Johann G. Ebeling|
1 Ev'ry morning mercies new
Fall as fresh as morning dew;
Ev'ry morning let us pay
Tribute with the early day;
For Thy mercies, Lord, are sure;
Thy compassion doth endure.
2 Still the greatness of Thy love
Daily doth our sins remove;
Daily, far as east from west,
Lifts the burden from the breast;
Gives unbought, to those who pray
Strength to stand in evil day.
3 Let our prayers each morn prevail,
That these gifts may never fail;
And as we confess the sin
And the Tempter's pow'r within,
Feed us with the Bread of Life;
Fit us for our daily strife.
4 As the morning light returns,
As the sun with splendor burns,
Teach us still to turn to Thee,
Ever blessed Trinity,
With our hands our hearts to raise,
In unfailing prayer and praise.
|First Line:||Ev'ry morning mercies new|
|Title:||Every Morning Mercies New|
|Author:||Greville Phillimore (1863, alt.)|
|Topic:||Times and Seasons: Morning|
|Composer:||Johann G. Ebeling (1666)|