Author: Watts Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #CCXLVI (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Church Hymn Book Lyrics: 1 Once more, my soul, the rising day,
Salutes thy waking eyes;
Once more, my voice thy tribute pay
To him who rules the skies.
2 Night unto night his name repeats,
The day renews the sound,
Wide as theheav’n on which he sits,
To turn the seasons round.
3 ’Tis he supports my mortal frame,
My tongue shall speak his praise;
My sins would rouse his wrath to flame,
And yet his wrath delays.
4 [On a poor worm thy pow'r might tread,
And I could ne’er withstand;
Thy justice might have crush'd me dead,
But mercy held thine hand.
5 A thousand wretched souls are fled
Since the last setting sun,
And yet Thou length’nest out my thread,
And yet my moments run.]
6 Dear God, let all my hours be thine,
Whilst I enjoy the light;
Then shall my sun in smiles decline,
And bring a pleasant night. Topics: Morning Hymns Languages: English
Once more, my soul, the rising day