Testo I´ll Bless The Lord From Day To Day

I'll bless the Lord from day to day; How good are all his ways! Ye humble souls that use to pray, Come, help my lips to praise. 2. Sing to the honor of his name, How a poor suff'rer cried, Nor was his hope exposed to shame, Nor was his suit denied. 3. When threat'ning sorrows round me stood, And endless fears arose, Like the loud billows of a flood, Redoubling all my woes; 4. I told the Lord my sore distress, With heavy groans and tears; He gave my sharpest torments ease, And silenced all my fears. 5. O sinners, come and taste his love, Come, learn his pleasant ways; And let your own experience prove The sweetness of his grace. 6. He bids his angels pitch their tents Round where his children dwell; What ills their heav'nly care prevents No earthly tongue can tell. 7. O love the Lord, ye saints of his; His eye regards the just: How richly blest their portion is Who make the Lord their trust! 8. Young lions, pinched with hunger, roar And famish in the wood; But God supplies his holy poor With every needful good.