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 | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | The breaking morn comes back to bless |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1883 |
| Topic: | Morning |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |
| Tune Information | |
|---|---|
| Name: | DAWN |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Key: | B♭ Major |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |