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One of the hymns we chose for this Sunday, July 19,  is the well-known "Still, still with thee" by Harriet Beecher Stowe. The words seem especially soothing in the summer heat, amidst the political maelstrom, and the rush of travel.  The hymn text echoes Psalm 139, the appointed psalm of the day:  Lord, you have searched me out and known me; * you know my sitting down and my rising up; you discern my thoughts from afar." Here are Beecher Stowe's words.


1 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 Alone with Thee amid the mystic shadows,
The solemn hush of nature newly born;
Alone with Thee in breathless adoration,
In the calm dew and freshness of the morn.

3 Still, still with Thee! As to each newborn morning
A fresh and solemn splendor still is given,
So does this blessed consciousness, awaking,
Breathe each day nearness unto Thee and heaven.

4 When sinks the soul, subdued by toil, to slumber,
Its closing eyes look up to Thee in prayer;
Sweet the repose beneath Thy wings o'ershading.
But sweeter still, to wake and find Thee there.

5 So shall it be at last, in that bright morning,
When the soul waketh, and life's shadows flee;
O in that hour, fairer than daylight dawning,
Shall rise the glorious thought, I am with Thee.

AMEN.