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Text: | The gloomy night to morning yields |
Author: | Hans Chestensen Sthen |
Translator: | J. C. Aaberg |
The gloomy night to morning yields,
So brightly the day is breaking;
The sun ascends over hills and fields,
And birds are with song awaking.
Lord, lend us Thy counsel and speed our days,
The light of Thy grace surround us.
Our grateful thanks to God ascend,
Whose mercy guarded our slumber.
May ever His peace our days attend
And shield us from troubles somber.
Lord, lend us Thy counsel and speed our days,
The light of Thy grace surround us.
Redeem us, Master, from death’s strong hand,
Thy grace from sin us deliver;
Enlighten us till with Thine we stand,
And make us Thy servants ever.
Lord, lend us Thy counsel and speed our days,
The light of Thy grace surround us.
Then shall with praise we seek repose
When day unto night hath yielded,
And safe in Thine arms our eyelids close
To rest by Thy mercy shielded.
Lord, lend us Thy counsel and speed our days,
The light of Thy grace surround us.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | The gloomy night to morning yields |
Author: | Hans Chestensen Sthen |
Translator: | J. C. Aaberg (1945) |
Meter: | 8,8,8,8,10,8 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1945 |