40 ~ Sweetly the Holy Hymn
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Sweetly the holy hymn Breaks on the morning air; Before the world with smoke is dim We meet to offer prayer.
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While flowers are wet with dews, Dew of our souls, descend; Ere yet the sun the day renews, O Lord, Thy Spirit send.
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Upon the battlefield, Before the fight begins, We seek, O Lord, Thy sheltering shield, To guard us from our sins.
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On the lone mountainside, Before the morning’s light, The Man of Sorrows wept and cried, And rose refreshed with might.
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Oh, hear us, then, for we Are very weak and frail; We make the Saviour’s name our plea, And surely, must prevail.