While Yet the Morn is Breaking

While yet the morn is breaking, I thank my God once more, Beneath whose care awaking, I find the night is o'er, I thank Him that He calls me To life and health anew; I know, whate'er befalls me, His care will still be true. 2. O Israel's Guardian, hear me, Watch over me this day; In all I do be near me, For others, too, I pray; To Thee I would commend them, Our Church, our youth, our land, Direct them and defend them When dangers are at hand. 3. And gently grant Thy blessing That we may do Thy will, No more Thy ways transgressing, Our proper task fulfil, With Peter's full assurance Let down our nets again, Success will crown endurance If faithful we remain.

4. Thou art the Vine, - oh, nourish The branches graft in Thee And let them grow and flourish, A fair and fruitful tree. Thy Spirit pour within us And let His gifts of grace To such good actions win us As best may show Thy praise. 5. O gracious Lord, direct us, Thy doctrine pure defend, From heresies protect us, And for Thy Word contend That we may praise Thee ever, O God, with one accord And say: The Lord, our Savior, Be evermore adored. 6. Oh, grant us peace and gladness, Give us our daily bread, Shield us from grief and sadness, On us Thy blessings shed. Grant that our whole behavior, In truth and righteousness, May praise Thee, Lord, our Savior, Whose holy name we bless.

7. With craftiness unceasing Strives Satan to restrain What in Thy sight is pleasing And for Thy Church is gain; Yet vain is his endeavor, For Thou, O Christ, our Lord, Dost rule all things forever By Thine almighty Word.