A morning hymn

Thou wakeful shepherd, that does Israel keep,

Rais'd by thy goodness from the bed of sleep,

To thee I offer up this hymn

As my best morning sacrifice;

May it be gracious in thine eyes

To raise me from the bed of sin.

And do I live to see another day?

I vow, my God, henceforth to walk thy ways,

And sing thy praise

All those few days

Thou shalt allow.

Could I redeem the time I have misspent

In sinful merriment,

Could I untread

Those paths I led,

I would so expiate each past offence

That ev'n from thence

The Innocent should wish themselves like me

When with such crimes they such repentance see.

With joy I'd sing away my breath,

Yet who can die so to receive his death?