O Thou, who all things dost control,
Chase this dead slumber from my soul!
With reverent joy, with loving awe,
Give me to keep Thy perfect law.
O, let a ray from Thy pure light
Pierce through the gathering shades of night!
Touch my cold breast with heavenly fire,
And holy conquering faith inspire.
This deadly slumber when I feel
Afresh upon my spirit steal,
Then, Lord, descend with quickening power,
And wake me, that I sleep no more!
|Instances (1 - 7 of 7)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #512||In Spiritual Deadness||O Thou, who all things dost control||Anonymous||L. M.||1866|
|A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion. (10th ed.) #512||O Thou, who all things dost control||Anonymous||1848|
|Hymn and Tune Book for the Church and the Home and Services for Congregational Worship. Rev. ed. #d545||O thou who all things dost control||1878|
|Hymn and Tune Book, for the Church and the Home #317||For new life||O thou who all things dost control||Anon.||1868|
|Hymn Book for Christian Worship #382||O Thou, who all things dost control||Anonymous||1854|
|Hymns of the Spirit #358||O Thou, who all things dost control||1864|
|Vestry Harmonies: a collection of hymns and tunes for all occasions of social worship #37b||O Thou, who all things dost control||1868|