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163. While yet the morn is breaking

Morning

(XVIII.--"Dank sei Gott in der Höhe.")

Original Tune.

While yet the morn is breaking I thank my God once more, Beneath whose care awaking I find the night is o'er; I thank Him that He calls me To life and health anew, I know whte'er befalls me His care will still be true.

Guardian of Israel, hear me, Watch o'er me through the day, In all I do be near me: For others too I pray, To Thee I would commend them, Our Church, our youth, our land, Direct them and defend them When dangers are at hand.

O gently grant Thy blessing, That we may do Thy will, No more Thy ways transgressing, Our proper task fulfil; With Peter's full affiance Let down our nets again, If Thou art our reliance Our toil will not be vain.

Thou art the Vine,--oh nourish The branches graft in Thee, And let them grow and flourish A fair and fruitful tree; Thy Spirit put within us, And let His gifts of To all good actions win us, That best may show His praise.

Dank sei Gott in der Höhe