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My heart her incense burning

Author: Henry Mills; J. Matthesius Hymnal: Christian Chorals #3 (1885) Hymnal Title: Christian Chorals Languages: English Tune Title: THURIFER

Author: H. Mills Hymnal: Concordia #3 (1918) Hymnal Title: Concordia Lyrics: 1 My heart its incense burning, I'll offer thanks and praise, Now, with return of morning, And through all future days; I'll praise Thee on Thy throne, Great Source of ev'ry blessing, My song to Thee addressing Through Christ, Thy only Son. 2 Thy mercy claims my praises! This kept me through the night; And now from sleep it raises, To greet the dawning light. This, too, it is that hath My many sins forgiven, Which, in the face of heaven, So oft provoked Thy wrath. 3 In mercy still direct me Throughout the coming day: From Satan's wiles protect me, From sin, and from dismay: Defend from fire and storm, From want and ev'ry weakness, From sorrows and from sickness, From sudden death's alarm. 4 Let angels keep their stations, Nor cease their guard of me, Averting all temptations Which draw my soul from Thee! Thy shield hold Thou above! Then nothing shall distress me, To duty I'll address me, Rejoicing in Thy love. Topics: Opening Hymns Languages: English Tune Title: JEG VIL DIN PRIS

My heart its incense burning

Author: Henry Mills; Johann Mathesius Hymnal: Hymns for Church Schools #d97 (1929) Hymnal Title: Hymns for Church Schools Languages: English

My heart its incense burning

Author: Henry Mills; Johann Mathesius Hymnal: The Concordia Hymnal. Rev. #d228 (1960) Hymnal Title: The Concordia Hymnal. Rev.

My heart its incense burning

Author: Henry Mills; Johann Mathesius Hymnal: The Concordia Hymnal #d226 (1933) Hymnal Title: The Concordia Hymnal

My heart its incense burning

Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #542 (1913) Meter: 7.6.7.6.6.7.7.6 Hymnal Title: The Lutheran Hymnary Lyrics: 1 My heart its incense burning, I'll offer thanks and praise, Now, with return of morning, And through all future days; I'll praise Thee on thy throne, Great Source of every blessing, My song to Thee addressing Through Christ, Thy only Son. 2 Thy mercy claims my praises! This kept me through the night; And now from sleep it raises, To greet the dawning light. This, too, it is that hath My many sins forgiven, Which, in the face of heaven, So oft provoked thy wrath. 3 In mercy still direct me Throughout the coming day: From Satan's wiles protect me, From sin, and from dismay: Defend from fire and storm, From want and every weakness, From sorrows and from sickness, From sudden death's alarm. 4 Let angels keep their stations, Nor cease their guard of me, Averting all temptations Which draw my soul from thee Thy shield hold thou above! Then nothing shall distress me, To duty I'll address me, Rejoicing in Thy love! Topics: Family Prayer Morning; Family Prayer Morning; Angels Tune Title: [My heart its incense burning]

My heart its incense burning

Author: Henry Mills; Johann Mathesius Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary Junior ... of the Norwegian Evangelical Lutheran Synod, the Evangelical Lutheran Synod and the United Norwegian Lutheran Church of America #d182 (1916) Hymnal Title: The Lutheran Hymnary Junior ... of the Norwegian Evangelical Lutheran Synod, the Evangelical Lutheran Synod and the United Norwegian Lutheran Church of America

My heart its incense burning

Author: H. Mills; Anon. Hymnal: Wartburg Hymnal #28 (1918) Hymnal Title: Wartburg Hymnal Lyrics: 1 My heart its incense burning, I'll offer thanks and praise, Now with return of morning, And through all future days; I'll praise Thee on Thy throne, Great Source of ev'ry blessing, My song to Thee addressing Through Christ, Thy only Son. 2 Thy mercy claims my praises! This kept me through the night; And now from sleep it raises, To greet the dawning light. This, too, it is that hath My many sins forgiven, Which in the face of heaven So oft provoked Thy wrath. 3 In mercy still direct me Throughout the coming day: From Satan's wiles protect me, From sin, and from dismay: Defend from fire and storm, From want and every weakness, From sorrows and from sickness, From sudden death's alarm. 4 Let angels keep their stations, Nor cease their guard of me, Averting all temptations Which draw my soul from Thee! Thy shield hold Thou above! Then nothing shall distress me; To duty I'll address me, Rejoicing in Thy love. Topics: Morning

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