396. Come, My Soul, Thou Must Be Waking

1 Come, my soul, thou must be waking;
now is breaking o'er the earth another day:
come to him who made this splendor;
see thou render all thy feeble pow'rs can pay.

2 Thou too hail the light returning;
ready burning be the incense of thy pow'rs;
for the night is safely ended,
God hath tended with his care thy helpless hours.

3 Pray that he may prosper ever
each endeavor, when thine aim is good and true;
but that he may ever thwart thee,
and convert thee, when thou evil wouldst pursue.

4 Think that he thy ways beholdeth;
he unfoldeth ev'ry fault that lurks within;
every stain of shame glossed over
can discover, and discern each deed of sin.

5 Only God's free gifts abuse not,
light refuse not, but his Spirit's voice obey;
thou with him shalt dwell, beholding
light enfolding all things in unclouded day.

Text Information
First Line: Come, my soul, thou must be waking
Title: Come, My Soul, Thou Must Be Waking
Author: F.R.L. von Canitz (1700)
Translator: Henry J. Buckoll (1841; alt.)
Publication Date: 1990
Scripture: Psalm 57:8-9
Topic: The Church: Morning; God: Omnipotence of; God: Omnipresence of (2 more...)
Language: English
Tune Information
Composer: Franz Joseph Haydn (1791; arr.)
Key: C Major

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