11. Tender mercies, on my way

Tender mercies, on my way
Falling softly like the dew,
Sent me freshly every day,
I will bless THE LORD for you.

Though I have not all I would,
Though to greater bliss I go,
Every present gift of good
To Eternal Love I owe.

Source of all that comforts me,
Well of joy for which I long,
Let the song I sing to Thee
Be an everlasting song.

Text Information
First Line: Tender mercies, on my way
Title: Tender mercies, on my way
Author: A. L.Waring
Meter: 7,7,7,7
Language: English
Publication Date: 1873
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