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1 Great Sov'reign, let mine evening
Like holy incense rise!
Assist the off'rings of my tongue
To reach the lofty skies.
2 Through all the dangers of the day
Thy hand was still my guard,
And still to drive my wants away
Thy mercies stood prepared.
3 Perpetual blessings from above
Encompass'd me around,
But, oh! how few returns of love
Hath my Creator found.
4 What have I, done form Him that died
To save my wretched soul?
How are my follies multiplied,
Fast as my minutes roll!
5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine
To Thy dear cross I flee,
And to Thy grace my soul resign,
To be renew'd by Thee.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Great Sov'reign, let mine evening song |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1870 |
| Topic: | Evening Hymns: in general; Worship: Family |
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