Endless Praise

by Robert L. Fletcher

God of evening, God of morning,
God of everlasting days;
God whose glory, earth adorning,
Calls for endless songs of praise.

All our hopes to thee confiding,
God of mercy, God of love;
In Thy promises abiding
Now we lift our eyes above.

All Thy wondrous works admiring,
God, our Saviour, Lord of all;
Author of the soul aspiring
Hear us when on Thee we call.

Thee we praise in ceaseless measure,
To Thy throne lift up our songs;
Thou who are our highest treasure,
Unto Whom our priases belongs.