No limit, no ebbing,
Consistently fixed,
With blessings unnumbered,
His mercies are mixed.
If you recount God’s blessings,
And His mercies everyday,
You won’t have time to murmur,
Or complain along life’s way.
You’ll be thinking of His goodness,
And His love divine and sweet,
And you’ll talk of it to others,
Yes, to everyone you meet.
On your face there’ll be a smile,
In your heart there’ll be a song,
Whether life is bright and cheerful,
Or everything goes wrong.
You will rise above your problems,
Whether great or whether small,
And you’ll not be always grumbling,
As God’s mercies you recall.