209. The blessing of a night's repose

The blessing of a night's repose
Hath been vouchsafed to me:
Mine eyes from slumber I unclose,
And find myself with Thee.

The living, Lord! the living, they
Shall praise Thy name;--the dead
Are silenced till the judgment-day,
Each resting on his bed.

Had death's dark hand at midnight broke
The seal of life, and freed
My spirit from this earthly yoke,
Had I been free indeed?

Free from the flesh, and all its ills,
The world and Satan free,
To range the everlasting hills
In sinless liberty?

Or, having sold myself for nought,
For ever rue the cost,
Bound on the wheel of one dire thought,
"My soul, my soul is lost!"

O God! Thy people's hope of old,
Early I seek Thy face;
And bless Thy name that I behold
Another day of grace.

Text Information
First Line: The blessing of a night's repose
Title: The blessing of a night's repose
Author: James Montgomery
Meter: 8.6.8.6
Language: English
Publication Date: 1854
Topic: Morning
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