New Every Morning

~

Yes, "new every morning,"

though we may awake,

Our hearts with old sorrow

beginning to ache;

With old work unfinished

when night stayed our hand;

With new duties waiting,

unknown and unplanned;

With old care still pressing,

to fret and to vex;

With new problems rising,

our minds to perplex;

In ways long familiar,

in paths yet untrod;

Oh, new every morning

the mercies of God!

His faithfulness fails not,

it meets each new day;

New guidance for every

new step of the way;

New grace for new trials,

new trust for old fears;

New patience for bearing

the wrongs of the years;

New strength for new burdens,

new courage for old;

New faith for whatever

the day may unfold;

As fresh for each need

as the dew on the sod;

Oh, new every morning

the mercies of God!

~

Annie Johnson Flint