Text: | For the Morning |
1 My God was with me all the night,
And gave me sweet repose;
His angels watch'd me while I slept,
Or I had never rose.
2 Now for the mercies of the night,
My humble thanks I'll pay;
And unto God I'll dedicate,
The first fruits of the day.
3 In midst of dangers, fear and death,
Thy goodness I'll adore,
And praise thee for thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.
4 My life, if thou preserve my life,
Thy sacrifice shall be;
My death, when death must be my lat,
Shall join my soul to thee.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | My God was with me all the night |
Title: | For the Morning |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1803 |