220 The Morning Star upon us gleams;

1 The Morning Star upon us gleams; How full of grace and truth His beams, How passing fair His splendor! Good Shepherd, David's proper heir, My King in heaven, Thou dost me bear Upon Thy bosom tender. Nearest, Dearest, Highest, brightest, Thou delightest Still to love me, Thou, so high enthroned above me. 2 Strike deep into this heart of mine Thy rays of love, Thou Star divine, And fire its dying embers: Aid grant that naught have power to part Me from Thy body, Lord, who art The life of all Thy members. I stand, Thy hand Ever taking, Never forsaking; Naught shall ail me: Bread of life, Thou wilt not fail me. 3 O holy Jesus, when the light Of Thy dear face shines on me bright, Then heavenly joy doth thrill me. O Lord, my sure and steadfast good, Thy word, Thy Spirit, body, blood, With life, new life, they fill me. This day, I pray: Mercy showing, Grace bestowing, Look on me, Lord, Thy own word is all my plea, Lord. 4 Thou, mighty Father, in Thy Son Didst love me, ere Thou hadst begun This ancient world's foundation; Thy Son hath made a Friend of me, And when in spirit Him I see I've done with tribulation. What bliss is His! Where He liveth Me He giveth Life for ever; Nothing me from Him can sever. 5 Lift up the voice and strike the string, Let all glad sounds of music ring In God's high praises blended. Christ will be with me all the way, Today, tomorrow, every day, Till traveling days be ended. Sing out, Ring out Triumph glorious, O victorious, Chosen nation! Praise the God of your salvation.