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In the morning I will raise
To my God the voice of praise;
With His kind protection blest,
Sweet and deep has been my rest.
In the morning I will pray
For His blessing on the day;
What this day shall be my lot,
Light or darkness, I know not.
Should it be with clouds o’ercast,
Clouds of sorrow gathering fast,
Thou, Who givest light divine,
Shine with me, Lord, O shine.
Show me, if I tempted be,
How to find all strength in Thee,
And a perfect triumph win
Over every bosom sin.
Keep my feet from secret snares,
Keep my eyes, O God, from tears,
Every step Thy grace attend,
And my soul from death defend.
Then when fall the shades of night,
All within shall still be light;
Thou wilt peace around diffuse,
Gently as the evening dews.
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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Dates:
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1840
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Bible Refs:
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1 Ch 23:30;
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MUSIC
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FERRIER
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7 7 7 7
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Dates:
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1862
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