I.
For The Sabbath Morning.
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Licht von Licht erleuchte mich
B. Schmolck. 1731.
Light of light enlighten me Now anew the day is dawning; Sun of grace, the shadows flee, Brighten Thou my Sabbath morning, With Thy joyous sunshine blest Happy is my day of rest! | Fount of all our joy and peace, To Thy living waters lead me, Thou from earth my soul release And with grace and mercy feed me; Bless Thy word that it may prove Rich in fruits that Thou dost love. | Kindle Thou the sacrifice That upon my lips is lying; Clear the shadows from mine eyes 67 That, from every error flying, No strange fire may in me glow That Thine altar doth not know. | Let me with my heart to-day, Holy, Holy, Holy, singing, Rapt awhile from earth away, All my soul to Thee upspringing, Have a foretaste inly given How they worship Thee in Heaven. | Rest in me and I in Thee, Build a Paradise within me; Oh reveal Thyself to me, Blessèd Love, who diedst to win me; Fed from Thine exhaustless urn Pure and bright my lamp shall burn. | Hence all care, all vanity, For the day to God is holy; Come Thou glorious Majesty Deign to fill this temple lowly, Nought to-day my soul shall move Simply resting in Thy love. | |