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Page 62
Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 10, 1860
From
Review and Herald, Vol. 16, No. 8.
newspaper
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HYMN.
At early dawn of day, My soul to God shall rise; I'll give him thanks, I'll praise his name, For all his hand supplies.
CHORUS.—There'll be no more sorrow there, There'll be no more sorrow there, In heaven above where all is love, There'll be no more sorrow there.
My errors I'll confess, His pardoning grace implore, And trust to Christ's own righteousness, While I his name adore.
CHORUS.
The appointed cross I'll bear, I'll heed affliction's call, And make it my peculiar care, To render good to all.
CHORUS.
My soul shall drink her fill, From full salvation's well, My heart shall joy to do his will, My life his wonders tell.
CHORUS.
Then let the morning shine, The sun illumine the day, The sacred lamp of truth divine, Shall light me on my way.
CHORUS.