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CT. I.] HYMNS. 479, 480
lOur servants thence, and rising race
iBe taught thy precepts and thy grace.
iBless our example, and our care
To train our households in thy fear :
Then pleas’d and happy, we’il remove
To join the family above.
479.
A Morning Song.
' /~\NCE more, my soul, the rising day
Salutes thy waking eyes,
(j! Once more my voice, thy tribute pay
I, To Him that rolls the skies.
Night unto night his name repeats,
The day renews the sound,
i Wide as the heav’n on which he sits
To turn the seasons round.
’Tis he supports my mortal frame,
My tongue shall speak his praise;
jj My sins would rouse his wrath to flame,
And yet his wrath delays.
■ 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 Lord, let all my hours be thine
Whilst I enjoy the light,
.1 Then shall my sun in-smiles decline.
And bring a pleasant night.
480.
The same.
T ORD of my life, O may thy praise
J i Employ my noblest pow’rs,
{ Whose goodness lengthens out my days,
And fills the circling hours.