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XCIX. BISHOP KEN'S MORNING AND EVENING HYMN.

A holy pilgrim journey'd on his way:
His fingers touch'd the lute's melodious string,
And still his answering voice was carolling,
“Awake, my soul, thy morning tribute pay.”
And oft as evening spread her shadows grey,
The lute and voice renew'd their communing,
Nor fail'd that holy pilgrim aye to sing
“Glory to Him, who made the night and day!”
Ken, not a better, greater name than thine,
With honour marks the Church's history.
Who know thee, know thee strong in grace divine:
But all applaud thy sacred minstrelsy;
And village children, when their voices join
In hymns of daily praise, still learn of thee.