1. My God, how endless is Thy love! Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies from above
Gently distill like early dew.
Thou spread’st the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sover’ign word restores the light,
And quickens all my waking pow’rs.
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Words by Isaac Watts / Music by Robert Schuman

2. I yield my pow’rs to Thy command, To Thee I consecrate my days,
My God, How Endless Is Thy Love
I yield my pow’rs to Thy command,
To Thee I consecrate my days,
Perpetual blessing, from Thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.
Amen.
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