H. B. Stowe (539/413) -- Hymns and Spiritual Songs

H. B. Stowe STILL, still with Thee, when purple morning breaketh, When the bird waketh, and the shadows flee; Fairer than morning, lovelier than daylight, Dawns the sweet consciousness, I am with Thee. 2 As in the dawning, o’er the waveless ocean, The image of the morning star doth rest, So in this stillness Thou beholdest only Thine image in the waters of my breast. 3 When sinks the soul, subdued by toil, to slumber, Its closing eye looks up to Thee in prayer: Sweet the repose, beneath Thy wings o’ershadowing, But sweeter still to wake and find Thee there. 4 So shall it be at last, in that bright morning When the soul waketh, and life’s shadows flee; Oh, in that hour, fairer than daylight’s dawning, Shall rise the glorious thought, I am with Thee!