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Since God will lend a gracious ear
to what a child can say.
to what a child can say.
XXII.—A Morning Song.
My God, who makes the sun to know
his proper hour to rise,
And to give light to all below,
dost send him round the skies:
his proper hour to rise,
And to give light to all below,
dost send him round the skies:
2When from the chambers of the east
his morning race begins,
He never tires, nor stops to rest,
but round the world he shines;
his morning race begins,
He never tires, nor stops to rest,
but round the world he shines;
3So, like the sun, would I fulfil
the business of the day,
Begin my work betimes, and still
march on my heav'nly way.
the business of the day,
Begin my work betimes, and still
march on my heav'nly way.
4Give me, O Lord, thine early grace,
nor let my soul complain
That the young morning of my days
has all been spent in vain.
nor let my soul complain
That the young morning of my days
has all been spent in vain.
XXIII.—An Evening Song.
1And now another day is gone,
I'll sing my Maker's praise;
My comforts every hour make known
his providence and grace.
I'll sing my Maker's praise;
My comforts every hour make known
his providence and grace.
2But how my childhood runs to waste
my sins, how great their sum!
my sins, how great their sum!
