Lyrics:
When, streaming from the eastern skies,
The morning light salutes my eyes,
O Sun of Righteousness Divine,
On me with beams of mercy shine;
Chase the dark clouds of sin away
And turn my darkness into day.
When to heaven's great and glorious King
My morning sacrifice I bring
And, grieving o'er my guilt and shame,
Ask mercy, Savior, in Thy name.
My conscience sprinkle with Thy blood
And be my Advocate with God.
When each day's scenes and labors close
And wearied nature seeks repose,
With pardoning mercy, richly blest,
Guard me, my Savior, while I rest;
And as each morning's sun shall rise,
Oh, lead me onward to the skies!
And at my life's last setting sun,
My conflict o'er, my labor done,
Jesus, Thy heavenly radiance shed
To cheer ands bless my dying bed
And from death's gloom my spirit raise
To see Thy face and sing Thy praise.
