1
Lord in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high:
To thee will I direct my pray’r,
To thee lift up mine eye:—
2
Up to the heav’ns where Christ has gone,
To plead for all his Saints,
Presenting at the Father’s throne,
Our songs and our complaints.
3
Thou art a God, before whose sight,
The wicked shall not stand:
The righteous shall be thy delight
And dwell at thy right hand.
4
O may thy Spirit guide my feet,
In ways of righteousness!
Make ev’ry path of duty straight,
And plain before my face.
5
O do thou give my daily bread,—
And be my sins forgiven;
And let me in thy temple tread,
And learn from thee of heav’n.