1 THE HYMNAL N I. DAILY PRAYER Morning L.M. TEW every morning is the love 2 New mercies, each returning day, 3 If on our daily course our mind New treasures still, of countless price, 4 Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be, 5 The trivial round, the common task, 1 6 Seek we no more; content with these, 7 Only, O Lord, in thy dear love, Fit us for perfect rest above; And help us, this and every day, 2 To live more nearly as we pray. Amen. John Keble, 1822 L.M. AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise 2 Redeem thy misspent moments past; 3 Let all thy converse be sincere, 4 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, PART II 5 All praise to thee, who safe hast kept And hast refreshed me while I slept; Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless light partake. |