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F. Barthélémon, 1741–1808

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2 Thy precious time misspent, redeem;
Each present day thy last esteem;
Improve thy talent with due care,

For the great day thyself prepare.
3 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,

And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long, unwearied, sing,

High praise to the eternal King.
4 Ail 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.
5 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.
6 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.

T. Ken, 1695

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Now the shades of night are gone, Now the morn-ing light is come;

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Lord, may I be Thine to - day, Drive the shades of sina - way.

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Now that the day-light fills the sky, We lift our hearts to God on high,

That He, in all we

do or say, Would keep us free from harm to-day;

2 Would guard our hearts and tongues from strife,

From anger's din would hide our life,
From all ill sights would turn our eyes
Would close our ears from vanities;
3 Would keep our inmost conscience pure,
Our souls from folly would secure,
Would bid us check the pride of sense

With due and holy abstinence;
4 So we, when this new day is gone

And night in turn is drawing on,
With conscience by the world unstained,
Shall praise His name for victory gained.

Anon., (Latin) 5th Century

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2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, 3 Visit, then, this soul of mine; Unaccompanied by Thee;

Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Joyless is the day's return,

Fill me, radiancy divine;
Till Thy mercy's beams I see;

Scatter all my unbelief:
Till Thou inward light impart,

More and more Thyself display,
Glad my eyes and warm my heart. Shining to the perfect day.

C. Wesley, 1740

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Who the day and night hast giv - en, Sun and moon and star-ry host,

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