653 WEBB 7s. 6s. D. 4 GEORGE J. WEBB 1. The morn-ing light is break-ing, The dark-ness dis-ap-pears; The sons of earth are wak-ing 24 4 To pen-i-ten-tial tears: Each breeze that sweeps the o-cean Brings tid-ings from a - far, 657 NUREMBERG 75. 2 Let thy holy Child, who came Man from error to reclaim, And for sinners to atone, Bless, with thee, this corner stone. 3 May thy Spirit here give rest To the heart by sin oppressed, 4 Open wide, O God, thy door JOHN PIERPONT From LUDWIG VAN BEETHOVEN 2 Grant that all we, who here to-day 4 To thee they all belong; to thee 5 The heads that guide endue with skill; |