I.81. Hymn 81

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.

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First Line: God, how endless is thy love!
Title: Hymn 81
Author: Isaac Watts
Meter: L. M.
Scripture: Lamentations 3:23; Isaiah 45:7
Language: English
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