5. Direct, control, suggest, this day, That all my powers, with all their might, 6. Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow; 1. Christ, Whose glory fills the skies, 2. Dark and cheerless is the morn Till Thy mercy's beams I see, Till they inward light impart, Glad mine eyes, and warm my heart. 3. Visit then this soul of mine; More and more Thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. Amen. 1. Forth in Thy Name, O Lord, I go, 2. The task Thy wisdom hath assigned In all my works Thy presence find, 3. Thee may I set at my right hand, 4. Give me to bear Thy easy yoke, 5. 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. 1. God of the morning, at Whose voice The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, And like a giant doth rejoice To run his journey through the skies; 2. From the fair chambers of the east The circuit of his race begins; And, without weariness or rest, Round the whole earth he flies and shines. 3. O, like the sun, may I fulfil The appointed duties of the day, March on, and keep my heavenly way. 4. But I shall rove, and lose the race, 5. Lord, Thy commands are clean and pure, 6. Give me Thy counsel for my guide, Are faint and cold, compared with this. 6. Amen. ISAAC WATTS. L.M. 1. Lord God of morning and of night, We thank Thee for Thy grace of light; As in the dawn the shadows fly, Thy presence shines on us more nigh. 2. Fresh hopes have wakened in the heart, 3. Yet, whilst Thy will we would pursue, 4. O Lord of lights, 'tis Thou alone Canst make our darkened hearts Thine own: O then be with us, Lord, that we In Thy great day may wake to Thee. 5. Praise God, our Maker and our Friend; Praise Him through time, till time shall end; Till psalm and song His Name adore Through Heaven's great day of Evermore. 1. New 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, |