Once More, My Soul, the Rising Day (EN 634)

EN 634 Once More, My Soul, the Rising Day

Ps.19.2

Versi Version 1

1

Once more, my soul, the rising day

Salutes thy waking eyes;

Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay

To Him that rules the skies.

2

Night unto night His Name repeats,

The day renews the sound,

Wide as the Heav’n on which He sits,

To turn the seasons round.

3

’Tis He supports my mortal frame,

My tongue shall speak His praise;

My sins would rouse His wrath to flame,

And yet His wrath delays.

4

On a poor worm Thy power might tread,

And I could ne’er withstand;

Thy justice might have crushed me dead,

But mercy held Thine hand.

5

A thousand wretched souls are fled

Since the last setting sun,

And yet Thou length’nest out my thread,

And yet my moments run.

6

Dear God, let all my hours be Thine,

Whilst I enjoy the light;

Then shall my sun in smiles decline,

And bring a pleasing night.

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