Aug 24, 2005 08:05
Morning Song
On Earth below, in Heav’n above,
and all the worlds between:
let praises to the Lord of hosts
be sung in symphony.
Heart, o Heart, love Him
who set your chained soul free,
and gave you a brand new song to sing,
while ever guiding thee.
Awake, awake, my sleepy eyes-
behold the Sovereignty!
Arise and praise the Holy One
who sets your soul at ease.