SONG
XXV
.
A
MORNING
SONG
:
I.
MY
GOD
,
who
makes
the
Sun
to
know
His
proper
Hour
to
rise
,
And
to
give
Light
to
all
below
,
Doth
send
him
round
the
Skies
.
II
.
When
from
the
Chambers
of
the
East
His
Morning
Race
begins
,
He
never
tires
,
nor
stops
to
rest
;
But
round
the
World
he
shines
.
III
.
So
,
like
the
Sun
,
would
I
fulfil
The
Business
of
the
Day
:
Begin
my
Work
betimes
,
and
still
March
on
my
heav'nly
Way
.
IV
.
Give
me
,
O
LORD
,
thy
early
Grace
,
Nor
let
my
Soul
Complain
That
the
young
Morning
of
my
Days
Has
all
been
spent
in
vain
.