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481
HYMNS.
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2 Preserv’d by thy almighty arm,
I pass’d the shades of night.
Serene, and safe from ev’ry harm,
And see returning light.
3 While many spent the night in sighs,
And restless pains and woes;
In gentle sleep I clos’d my eyes.
And undisturb’d repose.
4 When sleep, death’s semblance o’er me spread^
And I unconscious lay,
Thy watchful care was round my bed.
To guard my feeble clay.
5 O let the same almighty care
My waking hours attend;
From ev’ry danger, ev’ry snare.
My heedless steps defend.
6 Smile on my minutes as they roll.
And guide my future days;
And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.
481.
The same.
1 A WAKE, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run :
Shake off dull sloth, and early rise
And pay thy morning sacrifice.
2 Glory to God, who safe hath kept.
And hath refresh’d me while I slept;
While numbers painful hours have past.
And numbers more have slept their last.
3 O Lord, direct, suggest this day.
All I design, or do, or say;
That all my pow’rs, with all their might.
In thy sole glory may unite.
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HYMNS.
[par
2 Preserv’d by thy almighty arm,
I pass’d the shades of night.
Serene, and safe from ev’ry harm,
And see returning light.
3 While many spent the night in sighs,
And restless pains and woes;
In gentle sleep I clos’d my eyes.
And undisturb’d repose.
4 When sleep, death’s semblance o’er me spread^
And I unconscious lay,
Thy watchful care was round my bed.
To guard my feeble clay.
5 O let the same almighty care
My waking hours attend;
From ev’ry danger, ev’ry snare.
My heedless steps defend.
6 Smile on my minutes as they roll.
And guide my future days;
And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.
481.
The same.
1 A WAKE, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run :
Shake off dull sloth, and early rise
And pay thy morning sacrifice.
2 Glory to God, who safe hath kept.
And hath refresh’d me while I slept;
While numbers painful hours have past.
And numbers more have slept their last.
3 O Lord, direct, suggest this day.
All I design, or do, or say;
That all my pow’rs, with all their might.
In thy sole glory may unite.
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Antiquarian books of Scotland > Religion & morality > Collection of hymns, from the best authors > (360) |
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Description | Thousands of printed books from the Antiquarian Books of Scotland collection which dates from 1641 to the 1980s. The collection consists of 14,800 books which were published in Scotland or have a Scottish connection, e.g. through the author, printer or owner. Subjects covered include sport, education, diseases, adventure, occupations, Jacobites, politics and religion. Among the 29 languages represented are English, Gaelic, Italian, French, Russian and Swedish. |
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