365. While Yet The Morn Is Breaking

1 While yet the morn is breaking,
I thank my God once more,
Beneath whose care awaking,
I find the night is o'er:
I thank Him that He calls me
To life and health anew;
I know, whate'er befalls me,
His care will still be true.

2 Guardian of Israel, hear me,
Watch o'er me thro' the day;
In all I do be near me,
For others too I pray:
To Thee I would commend them,
Our church, our youth, our land;
Direct them and defend them,
When dangers are at hand.

3 Oh, gently grant Thy blessing,
That we may do Thy will,
No more Thy ways transgressing,
Our proper task fulfill:
With Peter's full affiance
Let down our nets again;
If Thou art our reliance,
Our toil will not be vain.

4 Thou art the Vine, oh, nourish
The branches graft in Thee,
And let them grow and flourish,
A fair and fruitful tree.
Thy Spirit put within us,
And let His gifts of grace
To all good actions win us,
That best may show His praise.

Text Information
First Line: While yet the morn is breaking
Title: While Yet The Morn Is Breaking
Author: J. Muehlmann
Meter: 7, 6s. 8L.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1927
Topic: Sunday School Hymns: Divine Care and Providence
Notes: Translator: Catherine Winkworth
Tune Information
Name: [While yet the morn is breaking]
Composer: Geo. S. J. Webb
Meter: 7, 6s. 8L.
Key: B♭ Major



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