O mighty, powerful, dark-dispelling sun, <br />Now thou art risen, and thy day begun. <br />How shrink the shrouding mists before thy face, <br />As up thou spring'st to thy diurnal race! <br />How darkness chases darkness to the west, <br />As shades of light on light rise radiant from thy crest! <br />For thee, great source of strength, emblem of might, <br />In hours of darkest gloom there is no night. <br />Thou shinest on though clouds hide thee from sight, <br />And through each break thou sendest down thy light. <br /> <br />O greater Maker of this Thy great sun, <br />Give me the strength this one day's race to run, <br />Fill me with light, fill me with sun-like strength, <br />Fill me with joy to rob the day its length. <br />Light from within, light that will outward shine, <br />Strength to make strong some weaker heart than mine, <br />Joy to make glad each soul that feels its touch; <br />Great Father of the sun, I ask this much.<br /><br />James Weldon Johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prayer-at-sunrise/
