1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
2 By influence of the light divine,
Let thy own light to others shine;
Reflect all heaven's propitious rays
In ardent love and cheerful praise.
3 Lord! I my vows to Thee renew:
disperse my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with Thyself my spirit fill.
4 Direct, control, suggest, this day
All I design to do or say;
That all my powers with all their might,
In thy sole glory may unite.
5 All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refresh'd me, while I slept!
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless light partake.
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First Line: | Awake, my soul, and with the sun |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Morning; Worship: Family |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. Author from index: Bishop Ken |