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Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Hymnal: The Presbyterian Hymnal #907 (1878) Topics: Family Worship Evening
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns for Public, Social, and Domestic Worship #969 (1875) Languages: English
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Author: Watts Hymnal: The Psalmody #1006 (1853)
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Author: Watts Hymnal: The Psalmist #1024 (1843)
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Author: Watts Hymnal: The Psalmist #1024 (1849)
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Baptist Psalmody #1136 (1850)
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Author: Rev. Isaac Watts Hymnal: Hymns and Songs of Praise for Public and Social Worship #1235 (1874) Languages: English
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Author: Watts Hymnal: Plymouth Collection of Hymns and Tunes; for the use of Christian Congregations #1319 (1855)
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Author: Watts Hymnal: The Baptist Hymn and Tune Book #1319 (1858)
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Hymn 7
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.7 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Dread Sovereign! let my evening song Lyrics:
[Dread Sovereign! let my evening song
Like holy incense rise;
Assist the offerings of my tongue
To reach the lofty skies.
Through all the dangers of the day
Thy hand was still my guard,
And still to drive my wants away
Thy mercy stood prepared.]
Perpetual blessings from above
Encompass me around,
But O how few returns of love
Hath my Creator found!
What have I done for him that died
To save my wretched soul?
How are my follies multiplied,
Fast as my minutes roil
Lord, with this guilty heart of mine
To thy dear cross I flee;
And to thy grace my soul resign,
To be renewed by thee.
Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood,
I lay me down to rest,
As in th' embraces of my God,
Or on my Savior's breast.
Languages: English
Hymn 7
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