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.
Harriet B. Stowe
The Methodist Hymnal 1964 edition
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Yes, that Harriett (Beecher) Stowe, the one who wrote Uncle Tom's Cabin. According to the biography linked above, she wrote about 30 books, plus numerous pamphlets and more than a few hymns.
That being said, I don't recall ever singing this one. And it isn't a terribly common hymn, only occurring in around 350 hymnals. It is her most popular hymn.
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