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Kind Sovereign, let my evening song
Hymnal: A Hymn and Prayer-Book #198 (1795) Languages: English
Kind Sovereign, let my evening song
Thou sovereign, let my evening song
Hymnal: A Choice Selection of Hymns. 2nd ed. #d200 (1833) Languages: English
Thou sovereign, let my evening song
Thou sovereign, let my evening song
Hymnal: A Choice Selection of Hymns. 6th ed. #d251 (1843) Languages: English
Thou sovereign, let my evening song
Thou sovereign, let my evening song
Hymnal: Christian's Duty, exhibited in a series of hymns #291 (1825) Languages: English
Thou sovereign, let my evening song
Dread Sov'reign, let my evening song
Author: Watts Hymnal: Hymns for Social Worship #336 (1840) Languages: English
Dread Sov'reign, let my evening song
Dread Sov'reign, let my evening song
Hymnal: Hymnal of the Presbyterian Church #498 (1866) Languages: English
Dread Sov'reign, let my evening song
Thou sovereign, let my evening song
Hymnal: A Collection of Spiritual Hymns #536 (1876) Languages: English
Thou sovereign, let my evening song
Dread Sov'reign, let my evening song
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #578 (1835)
Dread Sov'reign, let my evening song
Blest Sovereign, let my evening song
Hymnal: The Christian Hymn Book #1192 (1866)
Blest Sovereign, let my evening song
Evening
Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCXXXV (1790) First Line: Dread sov'reign let my ev'ning song Lyrics: 1 Dread Ssov'reign let my ev'ning song
Like holy incense rise;
Assist the off'rings of my tongue
To reach the lofty skies.
2 Thro' all the dangers of the day
Thy hand was still my guard,
And still to drive my wants away,
Thy mercy stood prepar'd.
3 Perpetual blessings from above
Encompass me around,
But O how few returns of love,
Hath my creator found?
4 What have I done for him that dy'd
To save my wretched soul?
How are my follies multiply'd,
Fast as my minutes roll!
5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine,
To thy dear cross I flee,
And to thy grace my soul resign,
To be renew'd by thee.
6 Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood,
I lay me down to rest,
As in th' embraces of my God,
Or on my Saviour's breast. Topics: Funeral Occasions Languages: English
Evening
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