1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun
thy daily stage of duty run;
shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise,
to pay thy morning sacrifice.

2 By influence of the light divine
let thy own light in good works shine;
reflect all heaven's gracious ways
in ardent love and cheerful praise.

3 Lord, I my vows to thee renew;
scatter my sins as morning dew;
guard my first springs of thought and will,
and with thyself my spirit fill.

4 Direct, control, suggest this day,
all I design or do or say,
that all my pow'rs with all their might
in thy sole glory may unite.

5 Praise God from whom all blessings flow;
praise him all creatures here below;
praise him above, ye heav'nly host;
praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.