A hymn for Thursday

Still Sweeter Every Day

You can hear it here

To Jesus every day I find my heart is closer drawn,
He’s fairer than the glory of the gold and purple dawn;
He’s all my fancy pictures in its fairest dreams, and more,
Each day He grows still sweeter than He was the day before.

The half cannot be fancied this side the golden shore;
O there He’ll be still sweeter than He ever was before.

His glory broke upon me when I saw Him from afar,
He’s fairer than the lily, brighter than the morning star;
He fills and satisfies my longing spirit o’er and o’er,
Each day He grows still sweeter than He was the day before.

My heart is sometimes heavy, but He comes with sweet relief,
He folds me to His bosom when I droop with blighting grief;
I love the Christ who all my burdens in His body bore,
Each day He grows still sweeter than He was the day before.

Words: William C. Martin, 1899
Music: C. Austin Miles
In 1892 Miles abandoned his career as a pharmacist and wrote his first Gospel song. He went on to be a prolific hymn-writer. He said of his life work: “It is as a writer of gospel songs I am proud to be known, for in that way I may be of the most use to my Master, whom I serve willingly although not as efficiently as is my desire.”