XXXIIIFROM MORN TO EVE
a child's hymn
The dawning light puts out the night,
The day arises fair and bright:
Awake, my heart, his praises sing
Who doth the morning freshness bring.
Awake, my heart! Awake, my heart!
Praise him for life and light.
The day arises fair and bright:
Awake, my heart, his praises sing
Who doth the morning freshness bring.
Awake, my heart! Awake, my heart!
Praise him for life and light.
In work and play, the happy day
Climbs swiftly up its shining way:
Then lift, my heart, thy noonday song,
Praise him who makes the day so strong.
Rejoice, my heart! Rejoice, my heart!
Praise him for light and might.
Climbs swiftly up its shining way:
Then lift, my heart, thy noonday song,
Praise him who makes the day so strong.
Rejoice, my heart! Rejoice, my heart!
Praise him for light and might.
But when the sun his race has run,
And all thy work and play is done,
And stars shine down upon thy nest,
Sing softly then within my breast,
Lie low, my heart! Lie low, my heart!
Praise him for night and rest.
And all thy work and play is done,
And stars shine down upon thy nest,
Sing softly then within my breast,
Lie low, my heart! Lie low, my heart!
Praise him for night and rest.
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