1 The breaking morn comes back to bless
The earth from pole to pole;
So come, sweet Sun of Righteousness,
And shine into my soul.
2 A silver mist along the lawn,
From every dewy sod,
Goes up to heaven; and so at dawn
I lift my thoughts to God.
3 I think how Thou didst wake, O Lord,
Before the break of day,
And seek the lonely mountain sward;
So teach my lips to pray.
4 I think how Thou didst sleep and rise,
So many nights and days,
A Child obedient, holy, wise,
And perfect in Thy ways.
5 The dawn of day, the dawn of life,
Were blest alike to Thee;
Thou know'st the danger and the strike;
Lord bless them both to me.
Amen.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | The breaking morn comes back to bless |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1883 |
Topic: | Morning |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | DAWN |
Meter: | C. M. |
Key: | B♭ Major |