Sweetly the Holy Hymn

Sweetly the holy hymn
Breaks on the morning air;
Before the world is with smoke dim
We meet to offer prayer.

While flowers are wet with dews,
Dew of our souls, descend;
Ere yet the sun the day renews,
O Lord, Thy spirit send!

Upon the battle-field
Before the fight begins,
We seek, O Lord, Thy sheltering shield
To guard us from our sins.

Ere yet our vessel sails
Upon the stream of day,
We plead, O Lord, for heavenly gales
To speed us on our way.

On the lone mountain side
Before the morning's light,
The Man of sorrows wept and cried
And rose refreshed with might.

O hear us, then, for we
Are very weak and frail;
We make the Saviour's name our plea
And surely must prevail.

MIDI sequence copyright © 2000 Brian M. Ames.