4 9:3 94 A-MEN. [Tune "Dawn," Copyright, 1909, by E. F. Ulrich.] 10 Then shall thy light rise in obscurity, and thy darkness be as the noonday. Isa. lviii: 10. 1 My opening eyes with rapture see 2 I yield my heart to Thee alone Nor would receive another guest; 3 O bid this trifling world retire, And drive each carnal thought away; Nor let me feel one vain desire, One sinful thought, through all the day. 4 Then, to Thy courts when I repair, The wonders of Thy love declare, And join the strains which angels sing. Dox. I, 4 ᎾᏎ 9:4 4 11 A-MEN. In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun, which is as a bridegroom coming out I God of the morning, at whose voice Ps. xix: 4, 5. The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, 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 0, like the sun, may I fulfil Th' appointed duties of the day, With ready mind and active will March on, and keep my heavenly way! 4 But I shall rove and lose the race, 5 Lord! Thy commands are clean and pure, Thy warnings just, Thy promise sure, Thy Gospel makes the simple wise. 6 Give me Thy counsel for my guide, All my desires and hopes beside Are faint and cold, compared with this! Dox. II. 9-4: 12 The dayspring from on high hath visited us, to give light to them that sit in darkness. Luke 1: 78, 79. I Lord, whose glory fills the skies, Thou, the true, the only Light, Triumph o'er the shades of night; 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn Joyless is the day's return Till Thy mercy's beams I see, 3 Visit then this soul of mine; Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Scatter all my unbelief; More and more Thyself display, Dox. XV. A-MEN. I Shine forth, O Sun of boundless love, 2 The light of truth to us display, That we may know and choose Thy way; I O God of truth, O Lord of might, 2 Extinguish Thou each sinful fire, And while Thou keep'st the body whole, Dox. III. Dox III. 14 Where two or three are gathered together in my name; there am I in the midst of them. I Jesus, where'er Thy people meet, 2 For Thou, within no walls confined, Such ever bring Thee where they come, 3 Dear Shepherd of Thy chosen few, 4 Here may we prove the power of prayer, 5 Lord, we are few, but Thou art near; Dox. X. |