Scripture Verse

If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; even there shall Thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.@Psalm 139:9-10


Words: Sam­u­el D. Rob­bins, in Elim; or Hymns of Ho­ly Re­fresh­ment, ed­it­ed by Fred­er­ic D. Hunt­ing­ton (Bo­ston, Mass­a­chu­setts: E. P. Dut­ton, 1866).

Music: Wim­borne John Whi­ta­ker, 1820 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Thou art, O God! my East. In Thee I dawned;
Within me ever let Thy day-spring shine;
Then, for each night of sorrow I have mourned,
I’ll bless Thee, Father, since it seals me Thine.

Thou art, O God! my North. My trembling soul,
Like a charmed needle, points to Thee alone;
Each wave of time, each storm of life, shall roll
My trusting spirit forward to Thy throne.

Thou art, O God! my South. Thy fervent love
Perennial verdure o’er my life hath shed;
And constant sunshine from Thy heart of love,
With wine and oil Thy grateful child hath fed.

Thou art, O God! my West. Into Thy arms,
Glad as the setting sun, may I decline;
Baptized from earthly stains and sin’s alarms,
Re-born, arise in Thy new heavens to shine.