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THE CHRISTIAN LIFE |
My God, how endless is Thy love!
Thy gifts are every evening new; And morning mercies from above. Gently distill like early dew.
Thou spreadest the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours; Thy sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers.
I yield myself to Thy command;
To Thee I consecrate my days; Perpetual blessings from Thy hand Demand perpetual songs of praise.
My God, how endless is Thy love! |
Isaac Watts | Katholisches Gesangbuch, Vienna, c. 1774 |