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What secret hand, at morning-light,
By stealth, unseals mine eye,
Draws back the curtain of night,
And opens earth and sky?
‘Tis thine, my God —the same that kept
My resting hours from harm;
No ill came nigh me, for I slept
Beneath the Almighty’s arm.
‘Tis thine,—my daily bread that brings,
Like manna scattered round:
And clothes me, as the lily springs,
In beauty from the ground.
This is the hand that shaped my frame,
And gave my pulse to beat;
That bare me oft through flood and flame,
Through tempest, cold, and heat.
In death’s dark valley, though I stray,
‘Twould there my steps attend,
Guide with thy staff my lonely way,
And with thy rod defend.
May that dear hand uphold me still,
Through life’s uncertain race,
To bring me to thy holy hill,
And to thy dwelling place!
---Alternative verses---
What secret hand, at morning-light,
Softly unseals mine eye,
Draws back the curtain of night,
And opens earth and sky?
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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ST. PETER
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 155 | No key | | # 5 | No key | | # 30 | No key | | # 33 | No key | | # 78 | D | | # 94 | D | | # 194 | D | | # 257 | D | | # 596 | D | | # 129 | Eb | | # 203 | Eb | | # 393 | Eb | | # 443 | Eb | | # 285 | Eb | | # 112 | Eb | | # 99 | Eb | | # 79 | Eb | | # 283 | Eb | | # 13 | Eb | | # 176 | Eb | | # 349 | Eb | | # 626 | Eb | | # 10 | Eb |
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