1 The morning hours of cheerful light
Of the day are best;
The morning hours of cheerful light
Of the day are best;
But as they speed their hasty flight,
If every hour is spent aright,
Soft and sweet is our sleep,
Pleasant is our rest at night;
Soft and sweet is our sleep,
Pleasant is our rest.
2 Our life is like a summer day,
And as quickly past;
Our life is like a summer day
And as quickly past;
Youth is the morning bright and gay,
And, if 'tis spent in wisdom's way,
Pure and blest is the rest,
We shall surely reap at last;
Pure and blest is the rest,
We shall reap at last.