Every Morning Mercies New

Every morn­ing mer­cies new

Fall as fresh as morn­ing dew;

Every morn­ing let us pay

Tribute with the ear­ly day:

For Thy mer­cies

Lord

are sure;

Thy com­pas­sion doth en­dure.

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.

Let our pray­ers each morn pre­vail

That these gifts may nev­er fail;

And

as we con­fess the sin

And the tempt­er’s pow­er with­in

Every morn­ing

for the strife

Feed us with the Bread of Life.

As the morn­ing light re­turns

As the sun with splen­dor burns

Teach us still to turn to Thee

Ever bless­èd Tri­ni­ty

With our hands our hearts to raise

In un­fail­ing pray­er and praise.