I Praise God For His Enduring Mercy
I praise God always for His life I share,
I praise Him more often when I am down;
In joyful tears even when I don't care-
Either to learn of why I smile or frown.
I praise God always for His kind I am,
For He understands me than I thought well
Of Him to be, when circumstance did slam...
Neither knowledge nor wisdom could save hell.
I praise God always for His rot I miss,
I praise Him more than I could heal my wrongs...
But His grace gives chance to mercy amiss-
How else can I, unworthy; peace belongs!
I praise God for His kindness makes me shine;
Been a Sinner yet He finds me divine.
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