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


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.