Text: | Another day, a day of grace |
Author: | James Montgomery |
Another day, a day of grace
Is given us from on high;
The sun rejoicing runs his race
Of glory round the sky.
We love to hail him on the way,
With healing in his wings,
For every time he brings a day,
A day of grace he brings;--
Of grace to weary ones, who sleep
As homeless Jacob slept;
Of grace to penitents, who weep
As fallen Peter wept;--
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Grace, such as humble Mary moved
To choose the better part,
Saul's slaughter-breathing zeal reproved,
And open'd Lydia's heart.
Such grace be ours, howe'er the past
Have well or ill been spent;
To-day,--since this may be our last,--
To-day let us repent.
Now young and old, now great and small,
Seek we our Saviour's face,
That we henceforth this day may call
A day indeed of grace.
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First Line: | Another day, a day of grace |
Title: | Another day, a day of grace |
Author: | James Montgomery |
Meter: | 8.6.8.6 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1854 |
Topic: | Day of grace; Grace and glory: day of |
Notes: | Public Domain. |