| Every morning that breaks
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| There are mercies anew
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| Every breath that I take
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| Is your faithfulness proved
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| And at the end of each day
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| When my labors are through
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| I will sing of Your mercies anew
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| When I’ve fallen and strayed
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| There were mercies anew
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| For you sought me in love
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| And my heart you pursued
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| In the face of my sin
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| Lord, You never withdrew
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| So I sing of Your mercies anew
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| And Your mercies, they will never end
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| For ten thousand years they’ll remain
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| And when this world’s beauty has passed away
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| Your mercies will be unchanged
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| And when the storms swirl and rage
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| There are mercies anew
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| In affliction and pain
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| You will carry me through
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| And at the end of my days
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| When Your throne fills my view
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| I will sing of Your mercies anew
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| I will sing of Your mercies anew |