{
  "title": "Come, my soul, thou must be waking",
  "author": "",
  "tune": "Haydn",
  "number": "334",
  "lyrics": "Come, my soul, thou must be waking;\nNow is breaking o'er the earth another day:\nCome to him who made this splendor;\nSee thou render all thy feeble pow'rs can pay.\n\nThou, too, hail the light returning;\nReady burning be the incense of thy pow'rs;\nFor the night is safely ended,\nGod hath tended with his care thy helpless hours.\n\nPray that he may prosper ever\nEach endeavor, when thine aim is good and true;\nBut that he may ever thwart thee,\nAnd convert thee, when thou evil wouldst pursue.\n\nThink that he thy ways beholdeth;\nHe unfoldeth ev'ry fault that lurks within;\nEv'ry stain of shame glossed over\nCan discover, and discern each deed of sin.\n\nOnly God's free gifts abuse not,\nLight refuse not, but his Spirit's voice obey;\nThou with him shalt dwell, beholding\nLight enfolding all things in unclouded day.",
  "first_line": "Come, my soul, thou must be waking;"
}