3 EW every morning is the love. NEW Our wakening and uprising prove, New mercies, each returning day, New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. If on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still, of countless price, The trivial round, the common task, Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love 4 COME 'OME, my soul, thou must be waking; Now is breaking O'er the earth another day : Come, to Him Who made this splendour See thou render All thy feeble strength can pay. Gladly hail the light returning ; Be the incense of thy powers: With His care thy helpless hours. Pray that He may prosper ever When thine aim is good and true; But that He may ever thwart thee, And convert thee, When thou evil wouldst pursue. Think that He thy ways beholdeth ; He unfoldeth Every fault that lurks within; Every stain of shame glossed over Can discover, And discern each deed of sin. So mayst thou on life's last morrow, Pass away in slumber sweet; And, released from death's dark sadness, 5 'HRIST, Whose glory fills the skies, CHR 'Christ, the true, the only Light, Triumph o'er the shades of night : Dark and cheerless is the morn, Till Thy mercy's beams we see ; Visit, then, these souls of Thine, 6 T Thy feet, O Christ, we lay AT Thine own gift of this new day; We in part our weakness know, Turn not from us, while we plead Fain would we Thy word embrace, Hear us, Lord, and that right soon; So shall this and all our days, Christ, our God, show forth Thy praise. 7 YE that have spent the silent night And joy to see the cheerful light Now lift your hearts, your voices raise, And as this gloomy night did last As heavenly day, now night is past, God grant us grace that height to gain, And send us, after worldly pain, A life from trouble free; And sorrow never come: Lord, be a place, a portion, mine, |