Scripture Verse

Though He cause grief, yet will He have compassion according to the multitude of His mercies. Lamentations 3:32


Words: Flo­ra Kirk­land, in Chris­tian Hymns No. 1, ed­it­ed by Will­iam P. Hall & J. Wil­bur Chap­man (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Hall-Mack, 1899), num­ber 70.

Music: Charles H. Ga­bri­el (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Kirk­land (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Charles H. Gabriel (1856–1932)


Are you hea­vy la­den
And with sor­row tried?
Stop and look to Je­sus,
Helper, friend and guide!
Think of all His mer­cies,
Such a bound­less store!
Tears will change to prais­es
As you count them o’er.


Countless mer­cies!
Such a bound­less store!
Countless mer­cies!
Pressed and run­ning o’er!
Countless mer­cies!
Try to count them o’er
Till you gaze in won­der
At your bound­less store.

Think of hid­den dan­gers
He hath brought you thro’;
Think of all the bur­dens
He hath borne for you;
Count His words of com­fort
In your deep­est need;
Count the times when Je­sus
Proved a friend in­deed.


Does your path­way dark­en
’Neath a cloud of fear?
Count your many mer­cies;
Dry each bit­ter tear.
Even ’mid the sha­dows
Trust Him with­out fear;
Home will be the sweet­er
For the dark down here.


As He looks from Hea­ven
Now on you and me,
Don’t you know He choos­eth
What each day shall be?
Trust His lov­ing wis­dom,
Though the hot tears start,
Give to Him the in­cense
Of a grate­ful heart.