Still, still with Thee, when purple morning breaketh

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.
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.
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.
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!
Ring Catherine

Baguio, Benguet

Wonderful hymn! Lord grant us such sweet fellowship with You all the days!

Terry Phillips

Northampton, England, United Kingdom

it is a beautiful example of Victorian Christian mysticism.

Here are the other verses:

Alone with thee, amid the mystic shadows,

The solemn hush of nature newly borne;

Alone with Thee in breathless adoration,

In the calm dew and freshness of the morn.

Still, still with Thee! as to each newborn morning

A fresh and solemn splendour still is given;

So does this blessed consciouness awaking

Breathe each day nearness unto Thee and heaven.

(Written by Harriet Beecher Stowe)

B Teerlink

Citrus Heights, CA, United States

I LOVE this song! But, there are more verses to this song.