Jane and Ann Taylor: Original Poems for Infant Minds | ||
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RISING IN THE MORNING.
Thrice welcome to my opening eyes,
The morning beam, which bids me rise
To all the joys of youth;
For thy protection whilst I slept,
O Lord, my humble thanks accept,
And bless my lips with truth.
The morning beam, which bids me rise
To all the joys of youth;
For thy protection whilst I slept,
O Lord, my humble thanks accept,
And bless my lips with truth.
Like cheerful birds, as I begin
This day, O keep my soul from sin,
And all things shall be well.
Thou givest health, and clothes, and food,
Preserve me innocent and good,
Till evening's curfew bell.
This day, O keep my soul from sin,
And all things shall be well.
Thou givest health, and clothes, and food,
Preserve me innocent and good,
Till evening's curfew bell.
Jane and Ann Taylor: Original Poems for Infant Minds | ||