1 HYMNS. MORNING. AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise Thy precious time misspent redeem; In conversation be sincere ; Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, Part 2. LL praise to Thee, who safe hast kept, Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless life partake! B 2 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew; Direct, control, suggest, this day, That all my powers, with all their might, Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; NEW every morning is the love Amen. Our wakening and uprising prove, New mercies, each returning day, If, on our daily course, our mind New treasures still, of countless price, The trivial round, the common task, |