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Once more, my soul, the rising day

A mourning song.

Poet: Isaac Watts, 1707
Meter: Common Meter (8,6,8,6)
Location in The Sacred Harp
Stanza Denson Cooper
Once more, my soul, the rising day
Salutes thy waking eyes;
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay
To him that rolls the skies,

Consolation 50t, Stanza 1
Night unto night his name repeats,
The day renews the sound,
Wide as the heav’n on which he sits
To turn the seasons round.

Consolation 50t, Stanza 2
’Tis he supports my mortal frame;
My tongue shall speak his praise;
My sins would rouse his wrath to flame,
And yet his wrath delays.

On a poor worm thy pow’r might tread,
And I could ne’er withstand;
Thy justice might have crush’d me dead,
But mercy held thine hand.

A thousand wretched souls are fled
Since the last setting sun,
And yet thou length’nest out my thread,
And yet my moments run.

Dear God, let all my hours be thine,
While I enjoy the light;
Then shall my sun in smiles decline,
And bring a pleasant night.

Consolation 50t, Stanza 3

Watts, Isaac. Hymns and Spiritual Songs: In Three Books. 1773 ed. London: S. Strahan et. al., 1773.