Grandpa’s Favorite Hymn

I can still hear his booming voice singing during morning devotions before breakfast on my visits to the family home in upstate New York.

Now in these strange days, I draw comfort from the words and pray I can sing the hymn as loud and as long as Grandpa did.

Below is a recording of an acapella version I sang today in honor of Grandpa and his favorite hymn:

I owe the Lord a morning song
Of gratitude and praise,
For the kind mercy He has shown
In length’ning out my days.

He kept me safe another night;
I see another day;
Now may His Spirit, as the light,
Direct me in His way.

Keep me from danger and from sin;
Help me Thy will to do,
So that my heart be pure within,
And I Thy goodness know.

Keep me till Thou wilt call me hence,
Where never night can be;
And save me, Lord, for Jesus’ sake—
He shed His blood for me.