1 While yet the morn is breaking,
I thank my God once more,
Beneath whose care awaking,
I find the night is o'er;
I thank Him that He calls me
To life and health anew,
I know, whate'er befalls me,
His care will still be true.
2 Guardian of Israel, hear me,
Watch o'er me through the day,
In all I do be near me:
For others too I pray;
To Thee I would commend them,
Our Church, our youth, our land,
Direct them and defend them,
When dangers are at hand.
3 O gently grant Thy blessing,
That we may do Thy will,
No more Thy ways transgressing,
Our proper task fulfill;
With Peter's full affiance
Let down our nets again;
If Thou art our reliance,
Our toil will not be vain.
4 Thou art the Vine--O nourish
The branches graft in Thee,
And let them grow and flourish,
A fair and fruitful tree;
Thy Spirit put within us,
And let His gifts of grace
To all good actions win us
That best may show His praise.
Amen.
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First Line: | While yet the morn is breaking |
Title: | While Yet the Morn Is Breaking |
Author: | Johannes Mühlmann (1610) |
Meter: | 7 6, 7 6. D. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1937 |
Scripture: | ; |
Topic: | Occasional: Morning; Morning |
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Name: | DEN BLOMSTERTID NU KOMMER |
Meter: | 7 6, 7 6. D. |
Key: | F Major |
Source: | Swedish, 1695. |
Notes: | Or: Aurelia, No. 16. |