Without Spot and Blameless

1 I’ll rise at early morning hour,
With first effulgent rays,
While nature’s songsters in the bow’r,
Send up their Maker’s praise;
I’ll bow before my God so dear,
And tarry till my heart shall hear
The Spirit’s witness sweet and clear:
“Without spot and blameless.”

2 While proud in heart, at bright midday,
Can find no time for prayer,
My thoughts shall soar from earth away,
To heaven, bright and fair:
Around the fam’ly altar knelt,
My heart with gratitude will melt,
Till blest assurance shall be felt,
“Without spot and blameless.”

3 And when the pleasant evening air
Is dusky with the night,
My soul shall turn to God in prayer,
In heaven’s golden light;
I’ll linger at the great white throne,
Until the thoughts of God are known,
And He shall claim me for His own,
“Without spot and blameless.”

4 With God’s approval on my soul
My body sinks to rest,
No doubts nor waves of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast;
And through the night that hand so mild
Protects from storms and billows wild
His helpless, trusting, loving child,
“Without spot and blameless.”

Select Hymns, 1911 (Timeless Truths)