Sweetly the holy hymn
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Sweetly the holy hymnBreaks on the morning air;Before the world with smoke is dim,We kneel and offer prayer.
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While flowers are wet with dews,Dew of our souls descend;Ere yet the sun the day renews,O Lord, thy Spirit send.
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Upon the battle-field,Before the fight begins,We seek, O Lord, thy sheltering shield,To guard us from our sins.
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On the lone mountain side,Before the morning's light,The Man of sorrows wept and cried,And rose refreshed with might.
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O, hear us, then, for weAre very weak and frail;We make the Saviour's name our plea,And surely must prevail.