Up rose the morn behind the hills

Up rose the morn behind the hills

Translator: John Brownlie
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Up rose the morn behind the hills
When all the world was sleeping;
And beauty smote the dancing rills,
And gladness chased our brooding ills,
And set our hearts a-leaping.

Then high at noon the sun looked down
Upon our care and fretting,
The while we trod the path of life,
In ease or toil, in pain or strife,
Remembering or forgetting.

And now 'tis eve, and solemn night
Its curtain spreads above us;--
O God, in mercy let us rest,
Assured that all in life is best,
If Thou, our Father, love us.

Translator: John Brownlie

Brownlie, John, was born at Glasgow, Aug. 6, 1859, and was educated at Glasgow University, and at the Free Church College in the same city. In 1884 he was licensed by the Presbytery of Glasgow; in 1885 he became Assistant Minister of the Free Church, Portpatrick, and on the death of the Senior Minister in 1890 he entered upon the full charge of the Church there. He has interested himself in educational matters, became a Member of the local School Board in 1888, a governor of Stranraer High School in 1897, and Chairman of the governors in 1901. His hymnological works are:— 1. The Hymns and Hymnwriters of the [Scottish] Church Hymnary, 1899. This is a biographical, historical, and critical companion to that hymnal, and is well done and… Go to person page >

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First Line: Up rose the morn behind the hills
Translator: John Brownlie
Language: English