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Greville Phillimore·Modern
Verse 1
Every morning mercies new,
Fall as fresh as morning dew;
Every morning let us pay
Tribute with the early day:
For Thy mercies, Lord, are sure;
Thy compassion doth endure.
Verse 2
Still the greatness of Thy love
Daily doth our sins remove;
Daily, far as east from west,
Lifts the burden from the breast;
Gives unbought to those who pray
Strength to stand in evil day.
Verse 3
Let our prayers each morn prevail,
That these gifts may never fail;
And, as we confess the sin
And the tempter’s power within,
Every morning, for the strife,
Feed us with the Bread of Life.
Verse 4
As the morning light returns,
As the sun with splendor burns,
Teach us still to turn to Thee,
Ever-blessed Trinity,
With our hands our hearts to raise,
In unfailing prayer and praise.
Greville Phillimore, “Every Morning Mercies New”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 1 · 7.7.7.7.7.7 · Every Morning
Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Come, my soul, thou must be waking;
Now is breaking
O’er the earth another day:
Come to Him who made this splendor;
See thou render
All thy feeble powers can pay.
Verse 2
Pray that He may prosper ever
Each endeavor,
When thine aim is good and true;
But that He may ever thwart thee,
And convert thee,
When thou evil wouldst pursue.
Verse 3
Think that He thy ways beholdeth;
He unfoldeth
Every fault that lurks within;
Every stain of shame glossed over
Can discover,
And discern each deed of sin.
Verse 4
Mayest thou on life’s last morrow,
Free from sorrow,
Pass away in slumber sweet;
And, released from death’s dark sadness,
Rise in gladness,
That far brighter Sun to greet.
Verse 5
Only God’s free gifts abuse not,
Light refuse not,
But His Spirit’s voice obey;
Thou with Him shalt dwell, beholding
Light enfolding
All things in unclouded day.
Presbyterian 1895 No. 10 · 8.4.7.8.4.7 · Haydn
Reginald Heber·Modern
Verse 1
Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee;
Holy, Holy, Holy! Merciful and Mighty!
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity!
Verse 2
Holy, Holy, Holy! All the saints adore Thee,
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,
Which wert and art, and evermore shall be.
Verse 3
Holy, Holy, Holy! Though the darkness hide Thee,
Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see,
Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee
Perfect in power, in love, and purity.
Verse 4
Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty!
All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth and sky and sea;
Holy, Holy, Holy! Merciful and Mighty!
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity!
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 118 · 11.12.12.10. · Nicaea
Oliver Wendell Holmes·Modern
Verse 1
Lord of all being, throned afar,
Thy glory flames from sun and star;
Centre and soul of every sphere,
Yet to each loving heart how near!
Verse 2
Sun of our life, Thy quickening ray
Sheds on our path the glow of day;
Star of our hope, Thy softened light
Cheers the long watches of the night.
Verse 3
Our midnight is Thy smile withdrawn;
Our noontide is Thy gracious dawn;
Our rainbow arch, Thy mercy’s sign;
All, save the clouds of sin, are Thine.
Verse 4
Lord of all life, below, above,
Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love,
Before Thy ever-blazing throne
We ask no lustre of our own.
Verse 5
Grant us Thy truth to make us free,
And kindling hearts that burn for Thee;
Till all Thy living altars claim
One holy light, one heavenly flame.
Oliver Wendell Holmes, “Lord of All Being, Throned Afar”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 118 · L.M. · Sun of My Soul
Anonymous (German)
Verse 1
When morning gilds the skies,
My heart awaking cries,
May Jesus Christ be praised:
Alike at work and prayer
To Jesus I repair;
May Jesus Christ be praised.
Verse 2
When sleep her balm denies,
My silent spirit sighs,
May Jesus Christ be praised:
When evil thoughts molest,
With this I shield my breast,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
Verse 3
Does sadness fill my mind?
A solace here I find,
May Jesus Christ be praised:
Or fades my earthly bliss?
My comfort still is this,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
Verse 4
In heaven’s eternal bliss
The loveliest strain is this,
May Jesus Christ be praised:
The powers of darkness fear,
When this sweet chant they hear,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
Verse 5
Let earth’s wide circle round
In joyful notes resound,
May Jesus Christ be praised:
Let air and sea and sky,
From depth to height, reply,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
Verse 6
Be this, while life is mine,
My canticle Divine,
May Jesus Christ be praised:
Be this the eternal song,
Through all the ages on,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
Presbyterian 1895 No. 145 · 6.6.6.6.6.6. · Laudes Domini
Greville Phillimore·Modern
Verse 1
O God, before Thy sun’s bright beams
All night’s dark shadows fly;
So on the soul Thy mercy gleams,
And doubts and terrors die.
Verse 2
So freshly falls Thy heaven-sent grace,
As morning’s gladdening breath;
Gives light to all to seek Thy face,
And guides in life and death.
Verse 3
O holy light! O light of God!
O light unseen below,
Which fills the courts of Thine abode,
Which there the blest shall know!
Verse 4
Swift comes the hour when none can toil,
Short is the rugged way:
Teach us our lamps to fill with oil,
Whilst it is called to-day.
Verse 5
Then we shall see that glorious light
Which to the saints is given,
So sweet, so fair, so passing bright,
The eternal morn of heaven.
Verse 6
O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
O holy One in Three,
Grant us, with all Thy glorious host,
To share that morn with Thee.
Greville Phillimore, “O God, Before Thy Sun's Bright Beams”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 2 · C.M. · St. Peter
Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high;
To Thee will I direct my prayer,
To Thee lift up mine eye:
Verse 2
Up to the hills, where Christ is gone
To plead for all His saints,
Presenting at His Father’s throne
Our songs and our complaints.
Verse 3
Thou art a God before whose sight
The wicked shall not stand;
Sinners shall ne’er be Thy delight,
Nor dwell at Thy right hand.
Verse 4
But to Thy house will I resort,
To taste Thy mercies there;
I will frequent Thy holy court,
And worship in Thy fear.
Verse 5
O may Thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness;
Make every path of duty straight
And plain before my face.
Isaac Watts, “Lord, in the Morning Thou Shalt Hear”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 3 · C.M. · Mear
Henry Francis Lyte·Modern
Verse 1
Abide with me: fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide!
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me!
Verse 2
Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word,
But as thou dwell’st with thy disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending, patient, free,
Come, not to sojourn, but abide with me.
Verse 3
I need thy presence every passing hour;
What but thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who like thyself my guide and stay can be?
Thro’ cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me!
Verse 4
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away:
Change and decay in all around I see;
O thou, who changest not, abide with me!
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 317 · 10s · Eventide
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Thomas Ken·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Verse 2
Thy precious time misspent redeem;
Each present day thy last esteem;
Improve thy talent with due care;
For the great day thyself prepare.
Verse 3
By influence of the light Divine
Let thy own light to others shine;
Reflect all heaven’s propitious rays
In ardent love and cheerful praise.
Verse 4
Wake and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long, unwearied, sing
High praise to the Eternal King.
Verse 5
All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refreshed me whilst I slept:
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless light partake.
Verse 6
Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say;
That all my powers, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory may unite.
Verse 7
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host:
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Thomas Ken, “Awake, My Soul, and with the Sun”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 4 · L.M. · Morning Hymn
Ambrose of Milan; tr. John Chandler, 1837·Patristic
Verse 1
O Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace,
Thou Brightness of Thy Father’s face,
Thou Fountain of eternal light,
Whose beams disperse the shades of night:
Verse 2
Come, holy Sun of heavenly love,
Shower down Thy radiance from above,
And to our inward hearts convey
The Holy Spirit’s cloudless ray.
Verse 3
May He our actions deign to bless,
And loose the bonds of wickedness;
From sudden falls our feet defend,
And bring us to a prosperous end.
Verse 4
May faith, deep rooted in the soul,
Subdue our flesh, our minds control,
May guile depart, and discord cease,
And all within be joy and peace.
Verse 5
O hallowed be the approaching day;
Let meekness be our morning ray;
And faithful love our noonday light;
And hope our sunset, calm and bright.
Verse 6
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.
Presbyterian 1895 No. 5 · L.M. · Ely
Thomas Ken·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Verse 2
Awake, lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long unwearied sing
High praises to th’ eternal King.
Verse 3
Glory to thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refreshed me when I slept;
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless life partake.
Verse 4
Lord, I my vows to thee renew;
Scatter my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with thyself my spirit fill.
Thomas Ken, “Awake, My Soul, and with the Sun”
Otterbein 1890 No. 52 · L.M · Lowry
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Thomas Scott·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
See how the morning sun
Pursues his shining way;
And wide proclaims his Maker’s praise,
With ev’ry bright’ning ray.
Verse 2
Thus would my rising soul
Its heavenly Parent sing,
And to its great Original
The humble tribute bring.
Verse 3
Serene I laid me down,
Beneath his guardian care;
I slept, and I awoke, and found
My kind Preserver near.
Verse 4
My life I would anew
Devote, O Lord, to thee;
And in thy service I would spend
A long eternity.
Thomas Scott, “See How the Morning Sun”
Otterbein 1890 No. 53 · S.M · Vigil
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Anonymous (German)
Verse 1
When morning gilds the skies,
My heart awaking cries,
May Jesus Christ be praised:
Alike at work and prayer
To Jesus I repair;
May Jesus Christ be praised.
Verse 2
When sleep her balm denies,
My silent spirit sighs,
May Jesus Christ be praised:
When evil thoughts molest,
With this I shield my breast,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
Verse 3
Does sadness fill my mind?
A solace here I find,
May Jesus Christ be praised:
Or fades my earthly bliss?
My comfort still is this,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
Verse 4
In heaven’s eternal bliss
The loveliest strain is this,
May Jesus Christ be praised:
The powers of darkness fear,
When this sweet chant they hear,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
Verse 5
Let earth’s wide circle round
In joyful notes resound,
May Jesus Christ be praised:
Let air and sea and sky,
From depth to height, reply,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
Verse 6
Be this, while life is mine,
My canticle Divine,
May Jesus Christ be praised:
Be this the eternal song,
Through all the ages on,
May Jesus Christ be praised.
Gospel Hymns 1895 No. 537 · 6.6.6.6.6.6. · Laudes Domini
James Edmeston·Modern
Verse 1
Savior, breathe an evening blessing,
E’er repose our spirits seal;
Sin and want we come confessing,
Thou canst save and thou canst heal.
Verse 2
Though destruction walk around us,
Though the arrows past us fly;
Angel guards from thee surround us,
We are safe if thou art nigh.
Verse 3
Though the night be dark and dreary,
Darkness cannot hide from thee;
Thou art he who, never weary,
Watchest where thy people be.
Verse 4
Should swift death this night o’ertake us,
And our couch become our tomb,
May the morn in heaven awake us,
Clad in bright and deathless bloom.
James Edmeston, “Savior, Breathe an Evening Blessing”
Otterbein 1890 No. 54 · 8s & 7s · Evening Prayer
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
John Keble·Modern
Verse 1
Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear,
It is not night if thou be near;
Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise
To hide thee from thy servant’s eyes.
Verse 2
When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My weary eye-lids gently steep,
Be my last thought, how sweet to rest
Forever on my Savior’s breast.
Verse 3
Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without thee I cannot live;
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For without thee I dare not die.
Verse 4
Come near and bless us when we wake,
Ere thro’ the world our way we take,
Till in the ocean of thy love
We lose ourselves in heaven above.
John Keble, “Sun of My Soul, Thou Savior Dear”
Otterbein 1890 No. 55 · L.M · Hursley
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Henry Francis Lyte·Modern
Verse 1
Abide with me: fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide!
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me!
Verse 2
Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word,
But as thou dwell’st with thy disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending, patient, free,
Come, not to sojourn, but abide with me.
Verse 3
I need thy presence every passing hour;
What but thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who like thyself my guide and stay can be?
Thro’ cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me!
Verse 4
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away:
Change and decay in all around I see;
O thou, who changest not, abide with me!
Henry Francis Lyte, “Abide with Me: Fast Falls the Eventide”
Otterbein 1890 No. 56 · 10s · Eventide
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
John Ellerton·Modern
Verse 1
Savior, again to thy dear name we raise
With one accord our parting hymn of praise;
We rise to bless thee ere our worship cease,
And now, departing, wait thy word of peace.
Verse 2
Grant us thy peace upon our homeward way;
With thee begun, with thee shall end the day;
Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame,
That in this house have called upon thy name.
Verse 3
Grant us thy peace, Lord, through the coming night;
Turn thou for us its darkness into light;
From harm and danger keep thy children free,
For dark and light are both alike to thee.
John Ellerton, “Savior, Again to Thy Dear Name We Raise”
Otterbein 1890 No. 57 · 10s · Eventide
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
George W. Doane·Modern
Verse 1
Softly now the light of day
Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care, from labor free,
Lord, I would commune with thee.
Verse 2
Thou whose all pervading eye
Naught escapes without, within,
Pardon each infirmity,
Open fault, and secret sin.
Verse 3
Soon, for me, the light of day
Shall forever pass away;
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee.
Verse 4
Thou who, sinless, yet hast known
All of man’s infirmity;
Then from thine eternal throne,
Jesus, look with pitying eye.
George W. Doane, “Softly Now the Light of Day”
Otterbein 1890 No. 58 · 7s · Seymour
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Verse 1
Silently the shades of evening
Gather round my lowly door;
Silently they bring before me
Faces I shall see no more.
Verse 2
O the lost, the unforgotten,
Tho’ the world be oft forgot!
O the shrouded and the lonely!
In our hearts they perish not.
Verse 3
Living in the silent hours,
Where our spirits only blend--
They, unlinked with earthly trouble;
We, still hoping for its end.
Verse 4
How such holy memories cluster,
Like the stars when storms are past;
Pointing up to that far heaven
We may hope to gain at last.
C. C. Cox, “Silently the Shades of Evening”
Otterbein 1890 No. 59 · 8s & 7s · Stockwell
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
John Keble·Modern
Verse 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.
Verse 2
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.
Verse 3
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.
Verse 4
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.
Verse 5
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, “New Every Morning Is the Love”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 6 · L.M. · Melcombe
Selina Huntingdon·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining;
Father in heaven, the day is declining;
Safety and innocence flee with the light,
Temptation and danger walk forth with the night.
From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime,
Shield us from danger, keep us from crime.
Refrain
Father, have mercy,
Father, have mercy,
Father, have mercy, thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Verse 2
Father in heaven, O hear when we call;
Hear, for Christ’s sake, who is Savior of all.
Feeble and fainting, we trust in thy might;
In doubting and darkness thy love be our light;
Let us sleep on thy breast while the night taper burns,
Wake in thine arms when morning returns.
Selina Huntingdon, “Fading, Still Fading, the Last Beam Is Shining”
Otterbein 1890 No. 60 · P.M., with Refrain · Fading, Still Fading
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Verse 1
God be with you till we meet again,
By his counsels guide, uphold you,
With his sheep securely fold you,
God be with you till we meet again
Refrain
Till we meet, till we meet,
Till we meet at Jesus’ feet;
Till we meet, till we meet,
God be with you till we meet again.
Verse 2
God be with you till we meet again,
’Neath his wings securely hide you,
Daily manna still provide you,
God be with you till we meet again.
Verse 3
God be with you till we meet again,
When life’s perils thick confound you,
Put his arms unfailing round you,
God be with you till we meet again.
Verse 4
God be with you till we meet again,
Keep love’s banner floating o’er you,
Smite death’s threat’ning wave before you,
God be with you till we meet again.
Otterbein 1890 No. 61 · P.M · God Be With You
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage
Francis T. Palgrave·Modern
Verse 1
Star of morn and even,
Sun of heaven’s heaven,
Saviour high and dear,
Toward us turn Thine ear;
Through whate’er may come,
Thou canst lead us home.
Verse 2
Though the gloom be grievous,
Those we leant on leave us,
Though the coward heart
Quit its proper part,
Though the tempter come,
Thou wilt lead us home.
Verse 3
Saviour pure and holy,
Lover of the lowly,
Sign us with Thy sign,
Take our hands in Thine,
Take our hands and come,
Lead Thy children home.
Verse 4
Star of morn and even,
Shine on us from heaven;
From Thy glory-throne
Hear Thy very own:
Lord and Saviour, come,
Lead us to our home.
Francis T. Palgrave, “Star of Morn and Even”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 69 · 6.6.5.5.5.5. · Star of Morn and Even
Verse 1
As the sun doth daily rise,
Brightening all the morning skies,
So to Thee with one accord
Lift we up our hearts, O Lord!
Verse 2
Day by day provide us food,
For from Thee come all things good:
Strength unto our souls afford
From Thy living Bread, O Lord!
Verse 3
Be our Guard in sin and strife;
Be the Leader of our life;
Lest like sheep we stray abroad,
Stay our wayward feet, O Lord!
Verse 4
Quickened by the Spirit’s grace
All Thy holy will to trace,
While we daily search Thy word,
Wisdom true impart, O Lord!
Verse 5
When the sun withdraws his light,
When we seek our beds at night,
Thou, by sleepless hosts adored,
Hear the prayer of faith, O Lord!
Verse 6
Praise we, with the heavenly host,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost;
Thee would we with one accord
Praise and magnify, O Lord!
Presbyterian 1895 No. 7 · 7.7.7.7 · Confidence
William H. Furness·Modern
Verse 1
In the morning I will raise
To my God the voice of praise;
With His kind protection blest,
Sweet and deep has been my rest.
Verse 2
In the morning I will pray
For His blessing on the day;
What this day shall be my lot,
Light or darkness, know I not.
Verse 3
Should it be with clouds o’ercast,
Clouds of sorrow gathering fast,
Thou, who givest light Divine,
Shine within me, Lord, O shine.
Verse 4
Show me, if I tempted be,
How to find all strength in Thee,
And a perfect triumph win
Over every bosom sin.
Verse 5
Keep my feet from secret snares,
Keep my eyes, O God, from tears,
Every step Thy grace attend,
And my soul from death defend.
Verse 6
Then when fall the shades of night,
All within shall still be light;
Thou wilt peace around diffuse,
Gently as the evening dews.
William H. Furness, “In the Morning I Will Raise”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 711 · 7.7.7.7. · Ferrier
John Ellerton·Modern
Verse 1
Another day begun!
Lord, grant us grace that we,
Before the setting of the sun,
Redeem the time for Thee.
Verse 2
Another day of toil!
To Thee we yield our powers;
Keep Thou our souls from guilty soil
Through all the passing hours.
Verse 3
Another day of fear!
For watchful is our foe,
And sin is strong, and death is near,
And short our time below.
Verse 4
Another day of hope!
For Thou art with us still,
And Thine almighty strength can cope
With all who seek our ill.
Verse 5
Another day of grace
To help us on our way!
One step towards the resting-place,
The eternal Sabbath-day.
Presbyterian 1895 No. 715 · S.M. · (Rhodes)
Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Forth in Thy Name, O Lord, I go,
My daily labor to pursue;
Thee, only Thee, resolved to know
In all I think, or speak, or do.
Verse 2
The task Thy wisdom hath assigned
O let me cheerfully fulfil;
In all my works Thy presence find,
And prove Thy good and perfect will.
Verse 3
Preserve me from my calling’s snare,
And hide my simple heart above,
Above the thorns of choking care,
The gilded baits of worldly love.
Verse 4
Thee may I set at my right hand,
Whose eyes mine inmost substance see,
And labor on at Thy command,
And offer all my works to Thee.
Verse 5
Give me to bear Thy easy yoke,
And every moment watch and pray;
And still to things eternal look,
And hasten to Thy glorious day:
Verse 6
For Thee delightfully employ
Whate’er Thy bounteous grace hath given,
And run my course with even joy,
And closely walk with Thee to heaven.
Charles Wesley, “Forth in Thy Name, O Lord, I Go”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 718 · L.M. · Canonbury
Anonymous; Hedge and Huntington's Hymns, etc., 1853·Modern
Verse 1
Now, when the dusky shades of night, retreating
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 Thee:
Verse 2
To Thee, whose word, the fount of light unsealing,
When hill and dale in thickest darkness lay,
Awoke bright rays across the dim earth stealing,
And bade the even and morn complete the day.
Verse 3
Look from the tower of heaven, and send to cheer us
Thy light and truth, to guide us onward still;
Still let Thy mercy, as of old, be near us,
And lead us safely to Thy holy hill.
Verse 4
In vain to labor, unless Thou be with him,
Man goeth forth through all the weary day;
In vain his strife, in vain his toil unceasing,
Unless Thy staff bring comfort on his way.
Verse 5
Thou, who hast made the north and south, watch o’er us;
Thou, in whose Name the lonely ones rejoice,
Still let Thy cloudy pillar glide before us,
Still let us listen for Thy warning voice.
Verse 6
So, when that morn of endless light is waking,
And shades of evil from its splendors flee,
Safe may we rise, the earth’s dark breast forsaking,
Through all the long bright day to dwell with Thee.
Presbyterian 1895 No. 8 · 11.10.11.10 · Laus Matutina
Reginald Heber·Modern
Verse 1
Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee;
Holy, Holy, Holy! Merciful and Mighty!
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity!
Verse 2
Holy, Holy, Holy! All the saints adore Thee,
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,
Who wert, and art, and evermore shalt be.
Verse 3
Holy, Holy, Holy! Though the darkness hide Thee,
Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see,
Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee
Perfect in power, in love, and purity.
Verse 4
Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty!
All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth and sky and sea;
Holy, Holy, Holy! Merciful and Mighty!
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity!
Presbyterian 1895 No. 80 · 11.12.12.10. · Nicaea
Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true, the only Light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Triumph o’er the shades of night;
Day-spring from on high, be near;
Day-star, in my heart appear.
Verse 2
Dark and cheerless is the morn,
Unaccompanied by Thee;
Joyless is the day’s return
Till Thy mercy’s beams I see;
Till they inward light impart,
Glad my eyes and warm my heart.
Verse 3
Visit, then, this soul of mine;
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
Fill me, Radiancy Divine;
Scatter all my unbelief;
More and more Thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day.
Charles Wesley, “Christ, Whose Glory Fills the Skies”
Presbyterian 1895 No. 9 · 7.7.7.7.7.7 · Ratisbon