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| Text: | A morning hymn |
1 To thee let my first offerings rise,
Whose sun creates the day,
Swift as his gladdening influence flies,
And spotless as his ray.
2 This day thy favouring hand be nigh!
So oft vouchsaf'd before!
Still may it lead, protect, supply!
And I that hand adore!
3 If bliss thy providence impart,
For which resign'd I pray?
Give me to feel the grateful heart?
And without guilt be gay!
4 Affliction should thy love intend,
As vice or folly's cure;
Patient, to gain that gracious end,
May I the means endure!
5 Be this, and every future day
Still wiser than the past!
And when I all my life survey,
May grace sustain at last.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | To thee, let my first offering rise |
| Title: | A morning hymn |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1792 |
| Topic: | Times and Seasons: Morning |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |
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