CCXLI. A Morning Hymn

1 See how the mounting sun,
Pursues his shining way;
And wide proclaims his maker's praise,
With every bright'ning ray.

2 Thus would my rising soul,
Its heavenly parent sing;
And to its great original,
The humble tribute bring.

3 Serene I laid me down,
Beneath his guardian care;
I slept, and I awoke, and found,
My kind preserver near!

4 Thus does thine arm support,
This weak, defenceless frame;
But whence these favours, Lord, to me,
All worthless as I am?

5 Oh! how shall I repay
The bounties of my God,
This feeble spirit pants beneath,
The pleasing, painful load.

6 Dear Saviour, to thy cross,
I bring my sacrifice;
Ting'd with thy blood it shall ascend,
With fragrance to the skies.

7 My life I would anew
Devote, O LORD, to thee;
And, in thy service, I would spend,
A long eternity.

Text Information
First Line: See how the mounting sun
Title: A Morning Hymn
Meter: Short Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
Topic: Family Worship
Source: Rippon's Coll.
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