4 As the morning light returns, cres With our hands our hearts to raise, G. Phillimore 5 1 11.11.11.5. Ps. The day is Thine, and the night is Thine; Thou My God, I praise Thee for the light return- 2 m The night is Thine, Thy Presence did not leave me, Р For in my weariness Thou didst receive me; To Thee I consecrate this life awaking, Myself forsaking. 3 The day is Thine,-O Holy Father, aid me, cres For Thou in loving grace Thine own hast 4 Mine made me ; eyes were darkened, (cres) but Thou gavest healing, Thyself revealing. p Now from the evil, Lord, my soul deliver, Hold Thou me up, and keep me Thine for cres ever; mf My course would I fulfil at Thy disposing, Until the closing. dim 6 5 p Soon will my day decline in quiet sleeping, Receive me then within Thy sacred cres And when the happy morning shall Thy voice shall wake me. Amen. Wharton B. Smith. His compassions fail not. They are new every morning. L.M. 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 m 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. cres 3 mf If on our daily course our mind New treasures still of countless price, 4 mƒ Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be, 5 my The trivial round, the common task, 6 » Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love, Amen. J. Keble (1792-1866). White in the Blood of the Lamb. Rev. vii. 14. C.M. 1 my Now morning lifts her dewy veil, With new-born blessings crowned: cres Oh! haste we then her light to hail In courts of holy ground. 2 But Christ, triumphant o'er the grave, Oh! sing we then His power to save, 3 When from the swaddling bands of shade 4 mf When He, Who gave His guiltless Son cres Restored to life the Holy One, f What love divine was there! 5 and When fresh from the Creator's Hand, All decked with light at His command 6 But still more lovely in His sight Since He, the Lamb, hath made it white dim In His atoning Blood. 7 Oh, Holy, Blessed Three in One, cres That we the paths of death may shun, Amen. Paris Breviary (1736), tr. J. Chandler (1806–1876). Early in the morning will I direct my prayer unto L.M. Thee. Ps. v. 3. 1 Now that the daylight fills the sky, We lift our hearts to God on high; dim That He, in all we do or say, mf Would keep us free from harm to-day ;2 mf Would guard our tongue in every word, Lest sounds of angry strife be heard; From all ill sights would turn our eyes, And close our ears from vanities ; 3 mf Would keep our inmost conscience pure; Our souls from folly would secure ; 4 mf So we when this new day is gone, Shall praise His Name for victory 5 All praise to God the Father be; St. Ambrose (340–397), tr. J. M. Neale (1818-1866); 9 Let us walk in the light of the Lord. Is. ii. 5. 11.10.11.10. 1 my Now, when the dusky shades of night retreating cres Before the sun's red banner swiftly flee; Now, when the terrors of the dark are fleeting, O Lord, we lift our thankful hearts to 2 my To Thee, Whose word, the fount of life unsealing, [lay, When hill and dale in thickest darkness cres Awoke bright rays across the dim earth f stealing, [day. And bade the eve and morn complete the 3 mf Look from the height of heaven, and send to cheer us [still; Thy light and truth, and guide us onward dim Still let Thy mercy, as of old, be near us, And lead us safely to Thy holy hill. Р 4 cres So, when that morn of endless light is waking, And shades of evil from its splendours flee, Safe may we rise, this earth's dark vale [with Thee. ƒ Through all the long bright day to dwell cres forsaking, 5 mf Be this by Thee, O God Thrice Holy, granted, O Father, Son, and Spirit, ever Blest; Whose glory by the heaven and earth is chanted, Whose Name by men and angels is confest. Anon. From Kennedy's Hymnologia Christiana (1863). |