O Lord of life, thy quickening voice <br />Awakes my morning song! <br />In gladsome words I would rejoice <br />That I to thee belong. <br /> <br />I see thy light, I feel thy wind; <br />The world, it is thy word; <br />Whatever wakes my heart and mind, <br />Thy presence is, my Lord. <br /> <br />The living soul which I call me <br />Doth love, and long to know; <br />It is a thought of living thee, <br />Nor forth of thee can go. <br /> <br />Therefore I choose my highest part, <br />And turn my face to thee; <br />Therefore I stir my inmost heart <br />To worship fervently. <br /> <br />Lord, let me live and will this day- <br />Keep rising from the dead; <br />Lord, make my spirit good and gay- <br />Give me my daily bread. <br /> <br />Within my heart, speak, Lord, speak on, <br />My heart alive to keep, <br />Till comes the night, and, labour done, <br />In thee I fall asleep.<br /><br />George MacDonald<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/morning-hymn-3/
