Again Thy Glorious Sun Doth Rise

Again Thy glo­ri­ous sun doth rise

I praise Thee

O my Lord;

With cour­age

strength

and hope re­newed

I touch the joy­ful chord.

On good and ev­il

Lord

Thy sun

Is ris­ing as on me;

Let me in pa­tience and in love

Seek thus to be like Thee.

May I in vir­tue and in faith

And with Thy gifts con­tent;

Rejoice be­neath Thy cov­er­ing wings

Each day in mer­cy sent.

Safe with Thy coun­sel in my work

Thee

Lord

I’ll keep in view

And feel that still Thy boun­te­ous grace

Is ev­ery morn­ing new.