Tune: Melcombe
('New every morning is the love')
Psalm 30 v.4-5 and v.10-12
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Sing to the Lord, you His people
And give thanks, remember you all
His holiness and purity
Nothing unrighteous with Him be
His anger endures a moment
But grace is to the penitent
In His favour is life, weeping
May last a night, but joy morn* brings (*morning)
Hear, O Lord, have mercy on me
Be you my helper, so I see
You have turned for me my mourning
From sadness now into dancing
You have put off my sackcloth, for
I had worn it in sorrows sore
You have girded me with gladness
I give you thanks and you I bless
So then my tongue sings praise to you
Your mercies you to me renew
I not silent, but shall praise give
And thanks to you who ever live
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: March 8th, 2026 11:41
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.8.8.8. If we have mourning, even in a literal night, joy can come in the morning. There may be ongoing 'nights' and 'mornings' relating to different situations.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments1
Well done. Your poem revolves around themes of worship, the nature of God’s mercy, personal transformation from mourning to joy, and the importance of gratitude in the believer's life.
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