6.

LO! the golden light is peering;
Let the dimness fleet away,
Which so long hath kept us veering
From the narrow path astray.

May the morn, sweet calmness breathing,
Keep us morn-like, chaste and pure,
In our lips no falsehood sheathing,

In our hearts no sin obscure.

So the day, all smoothly gliding,
May preserve our tongue from guile,
Eyes from wandering, feet from sliding,
Hands from aught that can defile.

All day long an eye is o'er us,

Which our every secret knows,

Sees our every step before us,

From first morn till evening's close.

To the Father praise unending,
To the Son and Spirit blest,
Still from age to age ascending,
Be throughout all worlds addressed.

WILLIAM J. COPELAND, 1848, from the Latin of
M. AURELIUS PRUDENTIUS CLEMENS, d. circa 418.

7.

FORTH in Thy name, O Lord, I go,
My daily labour to pursue,

Thee, only Thee, resolved to know
In all I think, or speak, or do.

The task Thy wisdom hath assigned
O let me cheerfully fulfil;

In all my works Thy presence find,
And prove Thy good and perfect will.

Thee may

I set at my right hand,

Whose eyes mine inmost substance see,
And labour on at Thy command,

And offer all my works to Thee.

Give me to bear Thy easy yoke,

And every moment watch and pray,

And still to things eternal look,

And hasten to Thy glorious day;

For Thee delightfully employ

Whate'er Thy bounteous grace hath given,

And run my course with even joy,

And closely walk with Thee to heaven.

CHARLES WESLEY, 1749.

2.

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

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.

Shine on me, Lord, new life impart,
Fresh ardours kindle in my heart:
One ray of Thy all-quickening light
Dispels the sloth and clouds of night.

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.

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 KEN, 1692 (recast 1709).

3.

O TIMELY happy, timely wise,
Hearts that with rising morn arise!
Eyes that the beam celestial view,
Which evermore makes all things new!

New every morning is the love

Our 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.

JOHN KEBLE, 1822.

10.

IAM lucis orto sidere

Deum precemur supplices,

Ut in diurnis actibus

Nos servet a nocentibus.

Linguam refrenans temperet,
Ne litis horror insonet;
Visum fovendo contegat,

Ne vanitates hauriat.

Sint pura cordis intima,
Absistat et vecordia;
Carnis terat superbiam
Potus cibique parcitas:

Ut, cum dies abscesserit,
Noctemque sors reduxerit,
Mundi per abstinentiam
Ipsi canamus gloriam.

Deo Patri sit gloria,
Eiusque soli Filio,

Cum Spiritu Paraclito,

Nunc et per omne saeculum.

Latin Hymn of the 5th (?) Century.