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Still, still with Thee, when purple morning breaketh
Author: Harriet Beecher Stowe, 1812 - 1896 Hymnal: The Hymnary for use in Baptist churches #539 (1936) Meter: 11.10.11.10 Topics: Times and Seasons Morning Languages: English Tune Title: DAWNINGS
Still, still with Thee, when purple morning breaketh
I cannot find Thee. Still on restless pinion
Author: Eliza Scudder Hymnal: Worship Song #157 (1905) Topics: The Holy Spirit Languages: English Tune Title: DAWNING
I cannot find Thee. Still on restless pinion
Sweet is the praise that youthful lips are singing
Author: Kate T. Sizer Hymnal: The Sunday School Hymnary #402I (1906) Languages: English Tune Title: DAWNING
Sweet is the praise that youthful lips are singing
Still, still with thee, when purple morning breaketh
Author: Harriet Beecher Stowe Hymnal: Common Praise #487 (1913) Languages: English Tune Title: DAWNING
Still, still with thee, when purple morning breaketh
Oh, for the peace which floweth like a river
Author: Jane Crewdson Hymnal: Common Praise #493 (1913) Languages: English Tune Title: DAWNING
Oh, for the peace which floweth like a river
Lord of the reapers, hear our lowly pleading
Author: Frederick Goldsmith French Hymnal: The Sunday School Hymnary #593 (1906) Lyrics: 1 Lord of the Reapers hear our lowly pleading
Thine are the fields that stand all harvest-white,
Thine is the love that human souls are needing,
Ere falls the dusk that deepens into night.
2 Oft have we prayed with longing and beseeching,
Fruit for our toil and glory for Thy Cross,
Yet slow the reaping, slow the task of reaching,
Far distant souls whose distance is their loss.
3 Oft have we asked for some rewarding token,
Only to know our toil was not in vain,
And for a patient love to lead the broken,
Lives of the lost to an eternal gain.
4 Soon o'er our harvest field the twilight stealeth
Low on its margin stands the solemn sun,
Rising to Thee the reaper's prayer appealeth,
Grant us full sheaves before the day is done.
5 So when Thy Morning floods the land with glory,
God will it be to meet and see Thee then!
Learn all the triumphs of Thy love's sweet glory,
Lord of the reapers! Hope of sinful men! Languages: English Tune Title: DAWNING
Lord of the reapers, hear our lowly pleading
