"New every Morning."
LAM. iii. 22, 23.
2 New mercies, each returning day,
Hover round us while we pray;
New perils past, new sins forgiven,
New thoughts of God,new hopes of Heaven
3 If on our daily course our mind
Be set, to hallow all we find,
New treasures still, of countless price,
God will provide for sacrifice.
4 The trivial round, the common task,
Will furnish all we ought to ask,—
Room to deny ourselves, a road
To bring us daily nearer God.
5 Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love
Fit us for perfect rest above;
And help us, this and every day,
To live more nearly as we pray.
And from earth's low delights it turns, To taste a joy like that above.
2 When Thou to me dost condescend,
In love divine, Thou blessed One,
The moments that with Thee I spend,
Seem e'en as Heaven itself begun.
3 Though oft these lips my love have told,
They still the story would repeat;
To me the rapture ne'er grows old
That thrills me, bending at Thy feet.
4 I breathe my words into Thine ear;
I seem to fix mine eyes on Thine;
And sure that Thou dost wait to hear,
I dare in faith to call Thee mine.
Rev. John Keble (1792—1866), 1827. Ab. 5 Reign Thou sole Sovereign of my heart,
I JESUS, my heart within me burns,
To tell Thee all its conscious love;
My all I yield to Thy control; O let me never from Thee part, Thou best Belovéd of my soul.
Rev. Ray Palmer (1808–1887), 1869.