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O God! how constant is thy love!
Thy gifts are every evening new,
And morning mercies from above
Gently distil like early dew.
Thou spread�st the curtain of the night,
Great Guardian of our sleeping hours!
Thy sovereign word restores the light,
And strengthens nature�s wearied powers.
Thine arm sustain;d �tis while we slept,
Else had our eyelids closed in death:
Our life in safety still is kept,
And still we breathe our wonted breath.
That life we yield to thy command;
To Thee we consecrate our days:
Perpetual blessings from thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1829
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 3;
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