207a. Come, my soul, thou must be waking

1 Come, my soul, thou must be waking;
Now is breaking
O'er the earth another day.
Come to him who made this splendor;
See thou render
All thy feeble strength can pay.

2 Gladly hail the sun returning;
Ready burning
Be the incense of thy powers;
For the night is safely ended;
God hath tended
With His care thy helpless hours. A-men.

3 Pray that he may prosper ever
Each endeavor,
When thine aim is good and true;
But that he may ever thwart thee
And convert thee,
When thou evil wouldst pursue.

4 Only God's free gifts abuse not,
Light refuse not,
But his Spirit's voice obey;
Thou with him shalt dwell, beholding
Light enfolding
All things in unclouded day.

5 Glory, honor, exaltation,
Adoration,
Be to the Eternal One;
To the Father, Son, and Spirit,
Laud and merit,
While unending ages run.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Come, my soul, thou must be waking
Translator: Henry James Buckoll, 1803 - 71
Author: Friedrich Rudolph Ludwig von Canitz, 1654 - 99
Language: English
Publication Date: 1958
Topic: The Church: Worship - Morning
Tune Information
Name: HAYDN
Composer: Franz Joseph Haydn, 1732 - 1809
Meter: 8 4 7, 8 4 7.
Key: D Major



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