| Text: | On this Holy Morning |
| Author: | C. |
| Tune: | [Father, on Thy holy morning] |
| Composer: | David Colvin |
1 Father, on Thy holy morning,
Up to Thee our thoughts take wing;
With the little rills rejoicing,
With the birds we sing.
Refrain:
All the air is filled with pleasure,
All Thy wondrous works proclaim,
In one sweet harmonious chorus,
Hallowed be Thy name.
2 In these young hearts soft and tender,
Guide my hand good seed to sow,
That in blossoming may praise Thee,
Wheresoe’er they god. [Refrain]
3 Father, order all my footsteps;
So direct my daily way,
That, in following me, the children
May not go astray. [Refrain]
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| First Line: | Father, on Thy holy morning |
| Title: | On this Holy Morning |
| Author: | C. |
| Refrain First Line: | All the air is filled with pleasure |
| Publication Date: | 1889 |
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| Notes: | Public Domain. |
| Tune Information | |
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| Name: | [Father, on Thy holy morning] |
| Composer: | David Colvin |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |
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