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O TIMELY happy, timely wise,
Hearts that with rising morn arise !
Eyes that the beam celestial view,
Which evermore makes all things new!

New every morning is the love

Our wakening and uprising prove;

Through sleep and darkness safely brought, Restored to life and power and thought.

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.

If on our daily course our mind

Be set to hallow all we find,

New treasures still of countless price
God will provide for sacrifice.

The trivial round, the common task,
Will furnish all we ought to ask,
Room to deny ourselves, a road
To bring us daily nearer God.

Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love
Fit us for perfect rest above;
And help us this and every day
To live more nearly as we pray.

JOHN KEBLE, 1822.

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COME, thou bright and morning Star,
Light of Light, without beginning,
Shine upon us from afar,

That we may be kept from sinning;
Drive away by Thy clear light
Our dark night.

Let Thy grace, like morning dew
Falling upon barren places,

Comfort, quicken, and renew
Our dry souls and dying graces;
Bless Thy flock from Thy rich store
Evermore.

May Thy fervent love destroy
Our cold works, in us awaking
Ardent zeal, and holy joy,

At the purple morn's first breaking;
Let us truly rise, ere yet

Life has set.

Light us to the heavenly spheres,
Sun of grace, in glory shrouded;
Lead us through this vale of tears,
To the land where days unclouded,
Purest joy, and perfect peace,
Never cease.

RICHARD MASSIE, 1857, from the German of
BARON VON ROSENROTH, 1684.

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O JESU, Lord of heavenly grace,
Thou Brightness of Thy Father's face,
Thou Fountain of eternal light,

Whose beams disperse the shades of night;

Come, holy Sun of heavenly love,

Shower down Thy radiance from above,
And to our inward hearts convey
The Holy Spirit's cloudless ray.

All-hallowed be this new-born day ;
Let meekness be our morning ray,
And faithful love our noonday light,
And hope our sunset, calm and bright.

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.

JOHN CHANDLER, 1837 (with variations by H. J. BUCKOLL, 1857), from the Latin of ST. AMBROSE, d. 397.

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