Reflection
The writer of Lamentations is sitting in ruins. Jerusalem has fallen; the temple is gone; the people are scattered. The poems around this verse are some of the bleakest in the Bible. And yet, at the exact centre of the book, comes this: his compassions fail not.
This is not a feeling. It is a memory deliberately recalled. Verse 21 says, 'This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope.' Hope here is something done on purpose — a decision to remember who God is when the evidence of the moment points the other way.
Mercy that is 'new every morning' is like the manna in the wilderness: it could not be stored. You received enough for that day. Yesterday's grace does not have to stretch to cover today's trouble. There is a fresh supply.
Apply it
Pray
Faithful God, I recall to mind what you have done. Thank you that your mercy does not run out. Give me enough for today. Amen.