Then shall I end my sad complaints, And weary, sinful days, And join with the triumphant saints, My knowledge of that life is small, But 'tis enough that Christ knows all, RISING UP A GREAT WHILE BEFORE DAY,- WHEN first thy eyes unveil, give thy soul leave The spirit's duty; true hearts spread and heave Give Him thy first thoughts then, so shalt thou keep Yet never sleep the sun up; prayer should Walk with thy fellow-creatures: note the hush Serve God before the world: let Him not go The whole unto Him, and remember who Mornings are mysteries: the first, World's youth, Shroud in their births; the crown of life, light, truth, When the world's up, and every swarm abroad, Which must be carried on, and safely may : Yet keep these cares without thee; let the heart E |