Pray When the Morn Is Breaking

Pray when the morn is break­ing

Pray when the noon is bright

Pray with the eve’s de­clin­ing

Pray in the hush of night:

With mind made pure of pas­sion

All mean­er thoughts away

Low in thy cham­ber kneel­ing

Do thou in sec­ret pray.

Remember all who love thee

All who are loved by thee

And next for those that hate thee

Pray thou

if such there be;

Last for thy­self in meek­ness

A bless­ing hum­bly claim

And link with each pe­ti­tion

Thy great Re­deem­er’s name.

But if ’tis e’er de­nied thee

In so­li­tude to pray

Should ho­ly thoughts come o’er thee

Upon life’s crowd­ed way

E’en then the si­lent breath­ing

That lifts thy soul ab­ove

Shall reach the thron­èd pre­sence

Of mer­cy

truth

and love.