While many cry in nature's night
Ah! who will show the way to bliss?
Lord, lift on us thy saving light;
We seek no other guide than this.
Gladness Thy sacred presence brings,
More than the joyful reaper knows;
Or he who treads the grapes and sings
While with new wine his vat o'erflows.
In peace I lay me down to sleep;
Thine arm, O Lord! shall stay my head,
Thine Angel spread his tent, and keep
His midnight watch around my bed.
Source: Sacred Poems and Hymns #81
|Instances (1 - 3 of 3)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Christian Hymns: adapted to the worship of God our Saviour in public and private devotion, compiled from the most approved ancient and modern authors, for the Central Universalist Society... #49||While many cry, in Nature's night||While many cry, in Nature's night||1823|
|Church Poetry: being Portions of the Psalms in Verse and Hymns suited to the Festivals and Fasts, and Various Occasions of the Church #4a||While many cry, in Nature's night||While many cry, in Nature's night||1823|
|Sacred Poems and Hymns #81||While many cry in nature's night||While many cry in nature's night||James Montgomery||188.8.131.52||Psalm 4||1854|