Stanza | Poetry Source by First Line | |||
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1 |
Behold, the morning sun Begins his glorious way, His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. |
Behold, the morning sun, Stanza 1 |
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2 |
But when the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light, It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. |
Behold, the morning sun, Stanza 2 |
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3 |
My gracious God, how plain Are Thy directions giv'n. Oh, may I never read in vain, But find the path to heav'n. |
Behold, the morning sun, Stanza 4 |
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4 |
While with my heart and tongue, I spread Thy praise abroad, Accept the worship and the song, My Savior and my God. |
Behold, the morning sun, Stanza 8 |