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WAKE, I wake, ye heavenly choir,

devotion me inspire, That I like you my age may spend,

Like you may on my God attend. 2 May I like you in God delight,

, Have all day long my God in sight, Perform like you my Maker's willO may

I never more do ill.

3 Glory 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.

4 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew;

Scatter my sins as morning dew ;
Guard my first springs of thought and will ;
And with Thyself my spirit fill.

5 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. 6 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.

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EW every morning is the love

Our wakening and uprising prove, Through sleep and darkness safely brought,

Restored to life and power and thought. 2 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. 3 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.

4 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.

5 Seek we no more ; content with these,

Let present rapture, comfort, ease,
As heaven shall bid them, come and go :-
The secret this of rest below.

6 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.

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4 THROUGH the night by Thee preserved,

Lord, we come to own Thy care:
Hadst Thou done as we deserved,

Death and wrath our portion were.
Saviour, pardon all our sin ;
Let this day with Thee begin ;

Every hour,

Every power,
Through the day to Thee be given-
Every day till called to heaven.

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YOME, 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. 2 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.
3 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.

4 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.

5 Fettered to the fleeting hours,
All our powers,

Vain and brief, are borne away :
Time, my soul, thy ship is steering,
Onward veering,

To the gulph of death a prey. 6 May'st thou then on life's last morrow, Free from sorrow, Pass away

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

That far brighter Sun to greet. 7 Only God's free gifts abuse not, Light refuse not,

But His Spirit's voice obey :
Soon shall joy thy brow be wreathing,
Splendour breathing

Fairer than the fairest day.
8 Round the gifts His bounty showers
Walls and towers

Girt with flames thy God shall rear :
Angel legions to defend thee
Shall attend thee,

Hosts whom Satan's self shall fear.

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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.
2 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.
3 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. 7

ORD of our life, whose tender care

Hath led us on till now,
Here lowly at the hour of prayer

Before Thy throne we bow;
We bless Thy gracious hand, and pray

Forgiveness for another day.
2 O may we daily, hourly, strive

In heavenly grace to grow;
To Thee and to Thy glory live,

Dead else to all below;
Tread in the path our Saviour trod,
Though thorny, yet the path to God.

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