Today (Morgan)

Today! O bless­èd word of hope

And la­den still with Heav’n’s own breath;

The night is past—and has not come

Between the shades life con­quers death.

Today

if ye will hear His voice

Today

if ye will hear His voice

Harden not your heart

Harden not your heart.

Light falls around the ru­ined soul

The wind of God blows with new lust!

Fling back the shut­ters! Swing the door!

Answer God’s breath up­on thy dust.

Then day shall nev­er end in night

But night be merged in per­fect day;

And all the forc­es of God’s life

Control thy life with migh­ty sway.

But if thou hard­en still thy heart

Today will van­ish in­to night

The wind of God no long­er blow

Life close in dark eclipse of light.

Oh

bless­èd Mas­ter of To­day

To Thee I yield my stub­born will;

Thou Sun of health

re­new my life;

And with Thy­self my be­ing fill.