The Sacred Harp 2012 Cooper Book Edition
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Song · Page 50t

Consolation

Lyrics

Once more, my soul, the rising day
Salutes thy waking eyes;
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay
To Him that rules the skies.

Night unto night His name repeats,
The day renews the sound,
Wide as the heav’ns on which He sits,
To turn the seasons round.

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.