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NEW wakening and uprising prove,

Through sleep and darkness safely brought,
Restored to life and power and thought.

New mercies, each returning day,
Hover around us while we pray,
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,
God will provide for sacrifice.

The trivial round, the common task,
Will furnish all we ought to ask,
Room to deny ourselves, a road
To bring us daily nearer God.
Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love
Fit us for perfect rest above;
And help us, this and every day,
To live more nearly as we pray.


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 ;

Ready burning
Be the incense of thy powers :
For the night is safely ended ;

God hath tended
With His care thy helpless hours.

Pray that He may prosper ever

Each endeavour,
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,

Free from sorrow,

in slumber sweet ;
And, released from death's dark sadness,

Rise in gladness,
That far brighter Sun to greet.


HRIST, Whose glory fills the skies,

Christ, the true, the only Light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,

Triumph o'er the shades of night :
Day-spring from on high, draw near ;
Day-star, in our hearts appear.
Dark and cheerless is the morn,

Unaccompanied by Thee;
Joyless is the day's return,

Till Thy mercy's beams we see;
Till they pour their gladdening light
Through the darkness of our night.

Visit, then, these souls of Thine,

Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
Fill us, O Thou Light Divine ;

Scatter all our unbelief ;
More and more Thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day.


T Thy feet, O Christ, we lay

Thine own gift of this new day;
Doubt of what it holds in store
Makes us crave Thine aid the more ;
Lest it prove a time of loss,
Mark it, Saviour, with Thy Cross.

We in part our weakness know,
And in part discern our foe;
Well for us, before Thine eyes
All our danger open lies ;
Turn not from us, while we plead
Thy compassions and our need.
Fain would we Thy word embrace,
Live each moment on Thy grace,
All ourselves to Thee consign,
Fold up all our wills in Thine,
Think, and speak, and do, and be
Simply that which pleases Thee.
Hear us, Lord, and that right soon;
Hear, and grant the choicest boon
That Thy love can e'er impart,
Loyal singleness of heart;
So'shall this and all our days,
Christ, our God, show forth Thy praise.



E that have spent the silent night

In sleep and quiet rest,
And joy to see the cheerful light

That riseth in the east;
Now lift your hearts, your voices raise,

Your morning tribute bring,
And pay a grateful song of praise

To heaven's Almighty King.
And as this gloomy night did last

But for a little space ;
As heavenly day, now night is past,

Doth show his pleasant face ;
So let us hope, when faith and love

Their work on earth have done,
God's blessed face to see above,

Heaven's better, brighter Sun.
God grant us grace that height to gain,

That glorious sight to see,
And send us, after worldly pain,

A life from trouble free;
Where cheerful day shall ever shine,

And sorrow never come :
Lord, be a place, a portion, mine,

In that bright blissful home.

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