2 Where'er the vision's boundaries glance, Existence swells with living power, And all the illumined earth's expanse Inhales the hour. 3 In man, O morn! a loftier good, With conscious blessing, fills the soul,-- A life by reason understood, Which metes the whole. 4 To thousand tasks of fruitful hope, With skill against his toil, he bends, And finds his work's determined scope Where'er he wends. 5 From earth and earthly toil and strife To deathless aims his soul may rise, Each dawn may wake to better life, With purer eyes. 6 Such grace from Thee, O God, be ours, Renewed with every morning's ray, And freshening still with added flowers Each future day. 7 To man is given one primal star; One dayspring's beam has dawned below; From Thine our inmost glories are, With Thine we glow. 8 Like earth awake and warm and bright, With joy the spirit moves and burns; So up to Thee, O Fount of Light, Our light returns. 363. 7s. M. Episcopal Coll. Morning Hymn. 1 Now the shades of night are gone; Now the morning light is come: Lord, may we be Thine to-day; Drive the shades of sin away. 2 Fill our souls with heavenly light, Banish doubt, and clear our sight; In Thy service, Lord, to-day, May we stand, and watch, and pray. 3 Keep our haughty passions bound; Save us from our foes around; Going out and coming in, Keep us safe from every sin. 364. 7s. M. Furness. Morning Hymn. 1 In the morning I will pray For God's blessing on the day; What this day shall be my lot, Light or darkness, know I not. 2 Should it be with clouds o'ercast, Clouds of sorrow, gathering fast, Thou, who givest light divine, Shine within me, Lord, O, shine! 3 Show me, if I tempted be, How to find all strength in Thee, And a perfect triumph win Over every bosom sin. 4 Keep my feet from secret snares, Keep mine eyes, O God, from tears! Every step Thy love attend, And my soul from death defend! 365. C. M. St. Ambrose. Morning Hymn. 1 Now that the sun is beaming bright, Implore we, bending low, That He, the uncreated Light, May guide us as we go. 2 No sinful word, nor deed of wrong, Nor thoughts that idly rove, But simple truth be on our tongue, And in our hearts be love. 3 And while the hours in order flow, Securely keep, O God, Our hearts, beleaguered by the foe That tempts our every road. 4 And grant that to Thine honor, Lord, Our daily toil may tend; That we begin it at Thy word, And in Thy favor end.