O God of light, when morn awakes

O God of light, when morn awakes

Translator: John Brownlie
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O God of light, when morn awakes,
And tipped with gold the hills appear,
My voice, attuned, the silence breaks
With heart-borne praise, for Thou art near,

When clouds like curtains drape the sky,
And threatening fills my soul with fear;
As from the rifts the arrows fly
My praise ascends, for Thou art near.

Yea, when the night all unrelieved,
In ebon blackness rules the sphere,
Up, then, my soul! all undeceived
Thy praises tell, for God is near.

O God of Light, in weal or woe,
By clay and night, in hope and fear,
From heart attuned my song shall flow
In praise of Thee, for Thou art near.

Translator: John Brownlie

Brownlie, John, was born at Glasgow, Aug. 6, 1857, and was educated at Glasgow University, and at the Free Church College in the same city. In 1884 he was licensed by the Presbytery of Glasgow; in 1885 he became Assistant Minister of the Free Church, Portpatrick, and on the death of the Senior Minister in 1890 he entered upon the full charge of the Church there. He has interested himself in educational matters, became a Member of the local School Board in 1888, a governor of Stranraer High School in 1897, and Chairman of the governors in 1901. His hymnological works are:— 1. The Hymns and Hymnwriters of the [Scottish] Church Hymnary, 1899. This is a biographical, historical, and critical companion to that hymnal, and is well done and… Go to person page >

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First Line: O God of light, when morn awakes
Translator: John Brownlie
Language: English


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