MORNING.

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L. M. 6 l

When streaming from the eastern skies,
The morning light salutes my eyes,
O Sun of righteousness divine,
On me with beams of mercy shine,
Chase the dark clouds of sin away,
And turn my darkness into day.
2. When to heaven’s great and glorious King
My morning sacrifice I bring,
And, grieving o’er my guilt and shame,
Ask mercy, Savior, in Thy name,
My conscience sprinkle with Thy blood
And be my advocate with God.
3. When each day’s scenes and labors close,
And wearied nature seeks repose,
With pardoning mercy, richly blest,
Guard me, my Savior, while I rest;
And as each morning’s sun shall rise,
O lead me onward to the skies.
4. And at my life’s last setting sun,
My conflict o’er, my labors done,
Jesus, Thy heavenly radiance shed,
To cheer and bless my dying bed;
And from death’s gloom my spirit raise
To see Thy face and sing Thy praise.

Wm. Shrubsole, 1813, a.

20

L. M.

O holy, blessed Trinity,
Divine, essential Unity,
God Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Be Thou this day my Guide and Host.
2. My soul and body keep from harm,
O’er all I have extend Thine arm,
That Satan may not cause distress,
Nor bring me shame and wretchedness.
3. The Father’s love shield me this day,
The Son’s pure wisdom cheer my way,
The Holy Spirit’s light divine
Illume my heart’s benighted shrine.
4. My Maker, strengthen Thou my heart,
O my Redeemer, help impart,
Blest Comforter, keep at my side
That faith and love in me abide.
5. Lord, bless and keep Thou me as Thine!
Lord, make Thy face upon me shine!
Lord, lift Thy countenance on me
And give me peace, sweet peace, from Thee.

Martin Behm, 1608; C. H. L. Schuette, tr., a.

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7, 6

While yet the morn is breaking,
I thank my God once more,
Beneath whose care awaking,
I find the night is o’er;
I thank Him that He calls me
To life and health anew;
I know whate’er befalls me,
His care will still be true.
2. O Israel’s Guardian, hear me,
Watch over me this day;
In all I do be near me.
For others, too, I pray;
To Thee I would commend them,
Our Church, our school, our land,
Direct them and defend them,
When dangers are at hand.
3. O gracious Lord, direct us,
Thy doctrine pure defend,
From heresies protect us,
And for Thy Word contend,
That we may praise Thee ever,
O God, with one accord,
And say: The Lord, our Savior,
Be evermore adored!
4. O grant us peace and gladness,
Give us our daily bread,
Shield us from grief and sadness,
On us Thy blessings shed.
Grant that our whole behavior,
In truth and righteousness,
May praise Thee, Lord, our Savior,
Whose holy name we bless.
5. And gently grant Thy blessing
That we may do Thy will,
No more Thy ways transgressing,
Our proper task fulfil;
With Peter’s full affiance
Let down our nets again;
If Thou art our Reliance,
Our toil will not be vain.
6. With craftiness unceasing
Strives Satan to restrain
What in Thy sight is pleasing
And for Thy Church is gain;
Yet vain is his endeavor,
For Thou, O Christ, our Lord,
Dost rule all things forever
By Thine almighty Word.
7. Thou art the Vine,—O nourish
The branches graft in Thee
And let them grow and flourish,
A fair and fruitful tree.
Thy Spirit pour within us
And let His gifts of grace
To such good actions win us
As best may show Thy praise.

J. Muehlmann, 1610.

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7, 6

My inmost heart now raises,
In this fair morning hour,
A song of thankful praises
To Thine almighty power.
O God, upon Thy throne!
To honor and adore Thee,
I bring my praise before Thee
Through Christ, Thine only Son.
2. For Thou from me hast warded
All perils of the night;
From every harm hast guarded
My soul till morning’s light.
Humbly to Thee I cry,
O Savior, have compassion
And pardon my transgression;
Have mercy, Lord most high!
3. And shield me from all evil,
O gracious God, this day,
From sin, and from the devil,
From shame and from dismay,
From fire’s consuming breath,
From water’s devastation,
From need and consternation,
From evil sudden death.
4. My life, my soul—defend them!
My wife, child, goods, and home,—
To Thy hand I commend them,
From Thee my blessings come;
Thy bounteous hand bestows
My household and my treasures,
My parents, friends, and pleasures;
My cup with good o’erflows.
5. Let not Thine angel leave me
While here on earth I stay,
Lest Satan’s arts deceive me
And lead my soul astray.
Then keep Thine angel near
At night and each new morrow,
Lest soul and body sorrow
And, faltering, cost me dear.
6. God shall do my advising,
Whose might with wisdom blends;
May He bless rest and rising,
My efforts, means, and ends!
To God, forever blessed,
Will I with mine confide me
And willing let Him guide me
As seemeth to Him best.
7. Amen! I say, not fearing
That God rejects my prayer;
I doubt not He is hearing
And granting me His care.
So I put forth my hands
And look not long behind me,
But ply the task assigned me
By God as He commands.

J. Mathesius, 1592.

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8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7

God, who madest earth and heaven,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost;
Who the day and night hast given,
Sun and moon and starry host;
Thou whose mighty hand sustains
Earth and all that it contains;—
2. Praise to Thee my soul shall render,
Who this night hast guarded me;
My omnipotent Defender,
Who from ill dost set me free,
Free from danger, anguish, woe,
Free from the infernal Foe.
3. Let the night of my transgression
With night’s darkness pass away;
Jesus, into Thy possession
I resign myself to-day;
In Thy wounds I find relief
From my greatest sin and grief.
4. Grant that I may rise this morning
From the lethargy of sin,
So my soul, through Thy adorning,
Shall be glorious within
And I at the Judgment Day
Shall not be a castaway.
5. Let my life and conversation
Be directed by Thy Word;
Lord, Thy constant preservation
To Thine erring child afford;
Nowhere but alone in Thee
From all harm can I be free.
6. Wholly to Thy blest protection
I commit my heart and mind.
Mighty God, to Thy direction
Wholly may I be resigned!
Lord, my Shield, my Light divine,
Oh, accept and own me Thine!
7. Lord, to me Thine angel sending,
Keep me from the subtle Foe;
From his craft and might defending,
Never let Thy wand’rer go,
Till my final rest shall come
And Thine angel bear me home.

H. Albert, 1642; J. C. Jacobi and A. T. Russell, tr., a.

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8, 8

How lovely now the morning star
In twilight sky bright gleams afar
While night her curtain raiseth!
Each creature hails, with ravished sight,
The glories of returning light
And God, its Maker, praiseth.
Both far And near,
All things living Thanks are giving,
There high soaring,
Here through earth’s wide field adoring.
2. Then haste, my soul, thy song to raise
Nor spare in thy Redeemer’s praise
To pour thy due oblation;
For glory, Lord, to Thee belongs,
Thy praise resounds in grateful songs,
With pious emulation,
Joy rings Glad strings;
Voices sounding, Hearts rebounding,
Thus all nature
Sings Thy praise, O great Creator.
3. Unconscious, I securely slept
Nor saw the cruel foes which kept
Close watch about my slumber;
Though evil spirits, through the night,
With fiendish craft and watchful spite,
Came round me without number;
Whose hands In bands,
Mischief brewing For my ruin,
Had enslaved me,
Hadst not Thou stood by and saved me.
4. For, Jesus, Thou with saving power
Wast near me in that threatening hour,
Didst save me from their fury;
And I reposed in quiet sleep
Whilst Thou unwearied watch didst keep;
To Thee all praise and glory!
Lord, all My soul,
Upward springing, Loudly singing,
Shall adore Thee,
While on earth I walk before Thee.
5. This day my Fortress, Lord, abide,
Now ope Thy gates of mercy wide,
Within their shelter place me;
My Castle and my Rock Thou art,
Oh, let no foeman’s treacherous dart
From Thee, my Stronghold, chase me!
Help, Lord, Afford!
Near me tarry Blows to parry,
While around me
Sword and armor sore confound me.
6. Pour down Thy grace in cheering streams
And warm my heart with mercy’s beams
From heaven, Thy throne of beauty;
Let Thy good Spirit guide my will
That I, whate’er my station, still
May seek my joy in duty.
Send light And might
That each measure, Scheme and pleasure,
Heavenward tending,
Still in Thee may find its ending.
7. Keep grief, if this may be, away;
If not, Thy will be done, I say,
My choice to Thine resigning.
O come and like the morning dew
Refresh my heart and make it new,
That I may, unrepining,
Bear cross And loss
Till that morrow Chase all sorrow,
When upraisèd
Where Thy name is ever praisèd.
8. Meanwhile, my heart, both sing and leap,
Mid cross and loss good courage keep,
To heaven’s bright gate you hasten;
Then lay desponding care aside,
God ever thus His own hath tried
And those He loves doth chasten;
Hope still Midst ill,
Calm, though grieving, Firm believing
Tribulation
Is the road to sure salvation.

B. Wiesenmeyer, 1653; F. E. Cox, tr., a.

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S. M.

We lift our hearts to Thee,
O Day-star from on high!
The sun itself is but Thy shade,
Yet cheers both earth and sky.
2. O let Thy rising beams
The night of sin disperse,
The mists of error and of vice,
Which shade the universe.
3. How beauteous nature now!
How dark and sad before!
With joy we view the pleasing change
And nature’s God adore.
4. O may no gloomy crime
Pollute the rising day;
May Jesus’ blood, like morning dew,
Wash all our stains away.
5. May we this life improve
To mourn for errors past
And live this short, revolving day
As if it were our last.

Charles Wesley, 1741.

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7s

Now the shades of night are gone,
Now the morning light is come;
Lord, may we be Thine to-day,
Drive the shades of sin away.
2. Fill our souls with heavenly light,
Banish doubt and cleanse our sight;
In Thy service, Lord, to-day,
Help us labor, help us pray.
3. Keep our haughty passions bound,
Save us from our foes around;
Going out and coming in,
Keep us safe from every sin.
4. When our work of life is past,
Oh, receive us then at last!
Night of sin will be no more
When we reach the heavenly shore.

Samson Occom, 1770.

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C. M.

Lord of my life, O may Thy praise
Employ my noblest powers;
Whose goodness lengthens out my days
And fills the circling hours.
2. Preserved by Thine almighty arm,
I pass the shades of night,
Serene and safe from every harm,
And see returning light.
3. When sleep, death’s semblance, o’er me spread,
And I unconscious lay,
Thy watchful care was round my bed
To guard my feeble clay.
4. O let the same almighty care
My waking hours attend;
From every trespass, every snare,
My heedless steps defend.
5. Smile on my minutes as they roll
And guide my future days;
And let Thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.

Anne Steele, 1760.

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Every morning mercies new
Fall as fresh as morning dew;
Every morning let us pay
Tribute with the early day;
For Thy mercies, Lord, are sure,
Thy compassion doth endure.
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,
Feed us with the Bread of Life,
Fit us for our daily strife.
4. As the morning light returns,
As the sun with splendor burns,
Teach us still to turn to Thee,
Ever-blessed Trinity,
With our hands our hearts to raise
In unfailing prayer and praise.

G. Phillimore, 1863.

29

L. M.

Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
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 life partake.
3. 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.
4. 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.
5. 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!

Thomas Ken, 1695.