1 In our days of care and sorrow
Oft we turn, with eyes grown dim,
To the Lord who holds the morrow
And who bids us come to him.
Chorus:
I will praise him, I will praise him,
For his mercy floweth free!
I will praise him, yes, I'll praise him,
For he ever cares for me!
I will praise him, I will praise him,
For his mercy floweth free!
I will praise him, yes, I'll praise him,
For he ever cares for me!
2 When our cup is full of pleasure
And his mercy crowns our days,
He will add unbounded measure,
If we bring him songs of praise. [Chorus]
3 Ev'ry gift, both good and perfect,
All that cometh from above,
Calls for grateful, humble worship,
Songs of praise to prove our love. [Chorus]
4 Let us come with all our sadness,
Weary nights and dreary days,
And in times of joy and gladness
Let us bring him songs of praise. [Chorus]
Source: The Voice of Praise: a compilation of the very best sacred songs for use in Sunday Schools and praise services #164