Each Returning Morn

1New every morning is the love Our wakening and uprising prove;
Through sleep and darkness safely brought, Restored to life and power and thought.

2New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray;
New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.

3If on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we find,
New treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice.

4The trivial round, the common task, Would furnish all we ought to ask;
Room to deny ourselves; a road To bring us, daily, nearer God.