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1 When, streaming from the eastern skies,
The morning-light salutes mine eyes,
O Sun of righteousness divine,
On me, with beams of mercy, shine;
Chase all the clouds of guilt away,
And turn my darkness into day.
2 When each day's scenes and labors close,
And wearied nature seeks repose,
With pard'ning mercy richly blest,
Guard me, my Savior, while I rest;
And, as each morning-sun shall rise,
O lead me onward to the skies.
3 And at my life's last setting sun,
My conflicts o'er, my labors done,
Thy heav'nly radiance, Jesus! shed,
To cheer and bless my dying-bed:
Then from death's gloom my spirit raise,
To see Thy face and sing Thy praise.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | When, streaming from the eastern skies |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1880 |
| Topic: | The Catechism; Daily Devotion: Morning |
| Notes: | Author from Index: Lord Glenelg |
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