|(J=112) When,streaming from the eastern skies, The morn-ing light sa-lutes mine eyes,
O Sun of Right-eous-ness di-vine, On me with beams of mercy shine;
Chase the dark shades of night away, And turn my dark-ness in- to day. A-men.
2 As every day, Thy mercy spares,
Will bring its trials and its cares,
O Saviour, till my life shall end,
Be Thou my Counselor and Friend;
Teach me Thy precepts all divine,
And be Thy great example mine.
3 When each day's scenes and labors close,
And wearied nature seeks repose,
With pardoning mercy richly blest,
Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest;
And as each morning's sun shall rise,
Oh, lead me onward to the skies.
4 And at my life's last setting sun,
My conflicts o'er, my labors done,
Jesus, Thy heavenly radiance shed,
To cheer and bless my dying bed;
Then from death's gloom my spirit raise,
To see Thy face and sing Thy praise. Amen.
(J=88) New ev -'ry morn-ing is the love Our wak'ning and up - ris - ing prove;
Thro' sleep and darkness safely brought, Restor'd to life, and pow'r, and tho't. A-men.
2 Redeem thy misspent time that's past, 5 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew;
And live this day as if thy last;
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 All praise to Thee, Who safe has kept,
And hast refreshed me while I slept;
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall
wake,
I may of endless light partake.
Guard my first springs of thought and
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.
7 Praise God, from Whom all blessings
flow.
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, angelic host: [Amen.
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
(J=100) O Jesus, Lord of heav'n-ly grace, Thou Brightness of Thy Father's face,
Thou Fountain of e-ternal light, Whose beams disperse the shades of night. A-men.
2 Come, holy Sun of heavenly love,
Shower down Thy radiance from above,
And to our inward hearts convey
The Holy Spirit's cloudless ray.
3 And we the Father's help will claim,
And sing the Father's glorious name;
His powerful succor we implore,
That we may stand to fall no more.
4 May faith, deep-rooted in the soul,
The flesh subdue, the mind control;
May guile depart, and discord cease,
And all within be joy and peace.
5 O hallowed be the approaching day;
Let meekness be our morning ray,
And faithful love our noonday light,
And hope our sunset, calm and bright.
6 O Christ, with each returning morn,
Thine image to our hearts is borne;
O may we ever clearly see
Our Saviour and our God in Thee. Amen.
ST. AMBROSE OF MILAN. Tr. JOHN CHANDLer
(J=72) Lord God of morn-ing and of night, We thank Thee for Thy gift of light,
As in the dawn the shadows fly, We seem to find Thee now more nigh. Amen.
= 100)O God,Thy world is sweet with pray'r; The breath of Christ is in the air; We
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