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Every Morning by Janet Martin Every morning His mercy is new A day as fresh as the morning dew Stumbles and tumbles I've had a few But His mercy is new in the morning Yesterdays failures and blunders are past I will not dwell in the shadow they cast But to this one truth I will ever cling fast His mercy is new in the morning New as a new-born baby's cries New as the dawn in the eastern skies New as my hope as I realize His mercy is new every morning Lam.3:22-23 |
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