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(See also Dix, No. 189)

2 Still the greatness of Thy love
Daily doth our sins remove;
Daily, far as east from west,
Lifts the burden from the breast;
Gives unbought to those who pray
Strength to stand in evil day.

3 Let our prayers each morn prevail,
That these gifts may never fail;
And, as we confess the sin
And the tempter's power within,
Every morning, for the strife,
Feed us with the Bread of Life.

4 As the morning light returns,
As the sun with splendor burns,
Teach us still to turn to Thee,
Ever-blessèd Trinity,

With our hands our hearts to raise,
In unfailing prayer and praise.

Rev. Greville Phillimore, 1863: verse 1, lines 1, 2, alt.

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2 To Thee, whose word, the fount of light unsealing,
When hill and dale in thickest darkness lay,
Awoke bright rays across the dim earth stealing,
And bade the even and morn complete the day.

3 Look from the tower of heaven, and send to cheer us
Thy light and truth, to guide us onward still;
Still let Thy mercy, as of old, be near us,
And lead us safely to Thy holy hill.

4 In vain to labor, unless Thou be with him,
Man goeth forth through all the weary day;
In vain his strife, in vain his toil unceasing,
Unless Thy staff bring comfort on his way.

-5 Thou, who hast made the north and south, watch o'er us;
Thou, in whose Name the lonely ones rejoice,
Still let Thy cloudy pillar glide before us,
Still let us listen for Thy warning voice.

6 So, when that morn of endless light is waking,
And shades of evil from its splendors flee,
Safe may we rise, the earth's dark breast forsaking,
Through all the long bright day to dwell with Thee.

Anon. in Hedge and Huntington's "Hymns," etc., 1853

SOUTHWELL C. M.

Herbert S. Irons, 1861

1 Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear My voice as - cend - ing high;

To Thee will I direct my prayer, To Thee lift up mine eye:

A - MEN.

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2 Thy precious time misspent redeem;
Each present day thy last esteem;
Improve thy talent with due care;
For the great day thyself prepare.
3 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.
4 Wake and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long, unwearied, sing
High praise to the Eternal King.

5 All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refreshed me whilst I slept: Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless light partake.

6 Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say;

That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite.

7 Praise God from whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host: Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Bishop Thomas Ken, 1692 (Text of 1709)

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Through sleep and darkness safe-ly brought, Re-stored to life and power and thought. A-MEN.

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