THE MORN IN BEAUTY BREAKS

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I

The morn in beauty breaks,

The world to life awakes,

Up, soul of mine and sing;

And let the day begun,

In hours of service run,

And joy to duty bring.

II

The darkness fades away,

Light ushers in the day, --

Let there be light for me!

That round my path no cloud

Dark folding may enshroud,

Me in perplexity.

III

To Father and to Son,

To Spirit, Three in One,

Eternal praise be given:

Sung by the saints above,

In songs of fervent love,

Up in the choirs of heaven.