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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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