1
My God, how endless is thy love,
Descending like the morning dew;
Thy glorious gifts come from above,
And all thy mercies too.
2
Thou spread’st the curtain of the night;
Thine angels guard my sleeping hours;
The rising sun returns his light,
And thou awakens all my pow’rs.
3
I yield myself to thy command;
To thee devote my nights and days;
Such cheering blessings from thy hand,
Demand my grateful songs of praise:
4
Demand my pray’r, demand my heart,
From hour to hour; from day to day:
Hosanna! God will do his part,
For he will hear, when I do pray.