Like Dews of the Morning

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.

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.

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.