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Once more my soul the rising day Salutes thy




Once more, my soul, the rising day
Salutes thy waking eyes;
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay
To him that rules the skies.


Night unto night his name repeats,
The day renews the sound,
Wide as the heaven on which he sits,
To turn the seasons round.


'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.


[On a poor worm
thy power might tread,
And I could ne'er withstand;
Thy justice might
have crushed me dead,
But mercy held thine hand.


A thousand wretched souls are fled
Since the last setting sun,
And yet thou length'nest out my thread,
And yet my moments run.]


Dear God, let all my hours be thine,
Whilst I enjoy the light,
Then shall my sun in smiles decline,
And bring a pleasing night.


---Alternative verses---


'Tis he supports my mortal frame,
My tongue shall speak his praise;
My sins might rouse his wrath to flame,
And yet his wrath delays.


O God, let all my hours be thine,
While I enjoy the light,
Then shall my sun in smiles decline,
And bring a pleasant night.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1709
      Bible Refs: Ps 19:2;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1899# 796
      # 6
      MUSIC
      Name: PETERBOROUGH
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1786,1791
        SCORE PREVIEW
        score
        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)

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