"How precious also are Thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with Thee" (Psalm 139:17,18).
O God, I wake each day to find
Your precious thoughts that seem
So awesome I could be inclined
To think they are a dream!
But dreams are gone when one awakes,
Yet I am still with You!
I know You never make mistakes;
Your Word is always true.
So let the world go on scorning,
And count my comfort strange.
Your Word is no less true each morning,
And that will never change.
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