F.R. L. Von Canitz,; H.J. Buckoll, Tr.


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 strength can pay.


Gladly hail the sun returning;

Ready burning

Be the incense of thy powers;

For the night is safely ended;

God hath tended

With His care thy helpless hours.


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.


Our God’s bounteous 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.


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