L. M. A song for morning or evening. Lam.3:23; Isa.45:7. God, how endless is thy love! Thy gifts are every evening new; And morning mercies from above Gently distil like early dew. Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great guardian of my sleeping hours; Thy sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers. I yield my powers to thy command, To thee I consecrate my days; Perpetual blessings from thine hand Demand perpetual songs of praise. |