I.
A Morning Hymn.
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Brunn alles Heils, dich ehren wir
Tersteegen. 1731.
| 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. | | 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! | | 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! | | The Lord, the Comforter, be near, Imprint His image deeply here, From bonds of sin and dread release, And give us His unchanging peace! | | 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! | |