I. A Morning Hymn.
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Brunn alles Heils, dich ehren wir
Tersteegen. 1731.
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Thee Fount of blessing we adore!
Lo! we unlock our lips before
Thy Godhead's deep of holiness,
Oh deign to hear us now and bless.
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The Lord, the Maker, with us dwell,
In soul and body shield us well,
And guard us with His sleepless might
From every ill by day and night!
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The Lord, the Saviour, Light Divine,
Now cause His face on us to shine,
That seeing Him, with perfect faith
We trust His love for life and death!
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The Lord, the Comforter, be near,
Imprint His image deeply here,
From bonds of sin and dread release,
And give us His unchanging peace!
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O Triune God! Thou vast abyss!
Thou ever-flowing Fount of bliss,
Flow through us, heart and soul and will
With endless praise and blessing fill!
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