Only One Man Loves Us All💕💯 1. New every morning is the love our wakening and uprising prove; through sleep and darkness safely brought, restored to life and power and thought. 2. New mercies, each returning day, hover around us while we pray; new perils past, new sins forgiven, new thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 3. If on our daily course our mind be set to hallow all we find, new treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice. 4. The trivial round, the common task, will furnish all we ought to ask: room to deny ourselves; a road to bring us daily nearer God. 5. Only, O Lord, in thy dear love, fit us for perfect rest above; and help us, this and every day, to live more nearly as we pray. 6. Now that the daylight fills the sky, we lift our hearts to God on high, that he, in all we do or say would keep us free from harm today: 7. Would guard our hearts and tongues from strife; from anger's din would hide our life; from all ill sights would turn our eyes, would close our ears from vanities. 8. Would keep our inmost conscience pure, our souls from folly would secure, would bid us check the pride of sense with due and holy abstinence. 9. So we, when this day is gone, and night in turn is drawing on, with conscience by the world unstained shall praise his name for victory gained. 10. All laud to God, the Father, be, all praise, eternal Son, to thee, all glory, as is ever meet, to God the holy paraclete. 11. Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear, it is not night if thou be near; O may no earth-born cloud arise to hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 12. When the soft dews of kindly sleep my wearied eyelids gently steep, be my last thought, how sweet to rest forever on my Savior's breast. 13. Abide with me from morn till eve, for without thee I cannot live; abide with me when night is nigh, for without thee I dare not die. 14. If some poor wandering child of thine has spurned today the voice divine, now, Lord, the gracious work begin; let him no more lie down in sin. 15. Watch by the sick, enrich the poor with blessings from thy boundless store; be every mourner's sleep tonight, like infants' slumbers, pure and right. 16. Come near and bless us when we wake, ere through the world our way we take, till in the ocean of thy love we lose ourselves in heaven above. Thanks for reading, you are bless. Still me your friend:- Chris☝️
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