Hymns, Selected and Original ‎#620

620. To thee let my first off'rings rise

1 To thee let my first off'rings rise,
Whose sun creates my day;
Swift as his gladd'ning influence flies,
And spotless as his ray.

2 This day thy fav'ring hand be nigh,
So oft vouchsaf'd before!
Still may it lead, protect, supply,
And I that hand adore.

3 If bless thy Providence impart,
For which, resign'd, I pray:
Give me to feel the grateful heart,
That, without guilt, is gay.

4 Affliction should'st thou please to send,
As sin's or folly's cure:
Patient, to gain that blessed end,
May I the means endure.

5 Be this and ev'ry future day
Still wiser than the past;
That, from the whole of life's survey,
I may find peace at last.

Text Information

• First Line: To thee let my first off'rings rise
• Meter: C. M.
• Publication Date: 1828
• Topic: Seeking divine protection in the morning; The Lord's Day: Morning

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