45. My Soul’s Need

1 When breaks the crimson morning dawn,
Ere Nature greets the smiling sun,
My faith looks up to thee;
Before I tread the way untried,
Before the ills of day betide,
I seek thee, Lord, for none beside
Can help or strengthen me.

2 I need thee at the noontide hour,
Low kneeling wait for grace and pow’r,
And Heaven’s favor gain;
For there the sunbeams richly fall,
My strength would fail me but for all
Thou lendest me—on thee I call,
The help of man is vain.

3 And at the peaceful eventide,
O Savior, draw me to thy side,
My trembling hand in thine;
Forgotten all my earthly woes,
And pain the hours of day disclose,
My tranquil soul in sweet repose
Shall rest, for thou art mine.

4 I need thee in death’s chilly vale,
Let not thy gracious presence fail,
Nor staff to comfort me;
When waves are rolling deep and wide,
Triumphant bear me o’er the tide,
For whom have I on earth beside,
Or whom in heav’n but thee?

Text Information
First Line: When breaks the crimson morning dawn
Title: My Soul’s Need
Author: Clara M. Brooks
Publication Date: 1918
Topic: Devotion; Need
Tune Information
Name: [When breaks the crimson morning dawn]
Composer: A. L. Byers



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