Count Your Mercies

1Are you heavyladen and with sorrow tried?
Look in faith to Christ, your Helper,
Friend and Guide;
Think of all your mercies, such a boundless store,
Tears will change to praises as you count them o'er.

RefrainCount your mercies, such a boundless store,
Count your mercies, pressed and running o'er,
All your mercies, count them o'er and o'er,
Lost in love and wonder at the boundless store.

2Think of hidden dangers He has bro't you thro',
Of the cares and burdens He has borne for you,
Of His words of comfort in your deepest need,
Count the times when Jesus proved a Friend indeed.

3Does your pathway darken when the clouds draw near?
Count your many mercies, dry the flowing tear;
Trust Him in the shadows dim and have no fear;
“Heav'n will be the sweeter for the dark down here.”

4As He looks from heaven down on you and me,
Know you not He chooseth what each day shall be?
Trust His loving wisdom, tho' the hot tears start,
Give to Him the incense of a grateful heart.