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Wake, awake to duty!

Hymnal: HEC #1 (1913) Meter: 6.5.6.5 Lyrics: Wake, awake to duty! See, the morning light Falls with radiant beauty From the arms of night. Claim the hours before thee For the tasks of life, Thousand calls implore thee From the din of strife. Listless minds are dreaming, Idle hands are still; Evil hearts are scheming Purposes of ill. See the hands that beckon, Hear the call of right; Thou with God must reckon Up, and toil and fight! 2 Through the hours of morning, At the height of noon, When the light gives warning Night approaches soon: Do the task with gladness Which the hours present; Who can tell the sadness Of a day mis-spent? Day by day declineth, Time is getting hoar; Soon yon sun that shineth Sets for evermore. Ah, the City glorious, Where they need no sun, Ah, the band victorious, And the glad "Well done"! Languages: English

Thine be the glory, God of Light

Hymnal: HEC #3 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Thine be the glory, God of Light, For all the joy from morn that springs; Oh, may a morn dispel each night, And bless our lives with beauteous things. Give us this day the light that dwells In every heart Thy presence fills; That night with all its fears dispels, And life, and hope, and joy instils. Then shall our nights no darkness bring, But morn, bright morn, for ever shine; And when night spreads her dusky wings, More bright shall be the light Divine. All praise to Thee, the God of Light; All praise to Christ, the glorious Son; And to the Spirit, Lord of might, Now, and while endless ages run. Languages: English

With beauty decked the morn ascends

Hymnal: HEC #4 (1913) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: With beauty decked the morn ascends, And all the earth is bright; And lo, the sun the darkness rends, And floods the sky with light. All hail, Thou Sun of Righteousness, Upon our night arisen! May sin no more our souls oppress, And bind in darksome prison. Let those that lie in slumber fast, Because the darkness reigns, The light behold, and straightway cast Aside their gloomy chains; 5 And greet the light that makes them free, The bounding joy it brings; And share the calm felicity, That looks to heaven and sings. O Jesus Christ, our hearts aglow, Thy blessed advent hail; On us Thy healing virtue show, And o'er our ills prevail. And let us walk as those whose eyes Have seen the light of heaven, Till light shall in our souls arise, Whence night and gloom are driven. Languages: English

Rise, thou glorious orb of day

Hymnal: HEC #5 (1913) Meter: 7.7.7.7.7.7 Lyrics: Rise, thou glorious orb of day, Draw the curtains from the sky; Let thy light in glad array, All creation beautify; Bid the fears of darkness born, Melt before the light of morn. Light transcendent! fill the skies, Glorious Orb of heavenly light! Take the darkness from our eyes, Fill our souls with visions bright. Jesus, Light of lights, appear, Rise upon our souls with cheer. From Thy throne of splendour bright, Shed Thy glory far abroad; Let the wanderers in their plight See the path that leads to God, And upon their pathway shine, Heavenly Orb of light Divine. 7 There no sun illumes the day, Where the wanderers find their rest; Moon nor stars their light display In the kingdom of the blest; For the Christ Himself is Sun, And the day is never done. Languages: English

Up, up, my soul! with gladness rise

Hymnal: HEC #8 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Up, up, my soul! with gladness rise, And greet the ever-brightening skies. The morn hath come, sweet morn, awake! And from thy pinions slumber shake. Pure as the morn God's presence shines; Love like its beams, thy life entwines; Richer the gifts thy God bestows Than morning beauty can disclose. Sweet as the breath that fans the bowers, And stirs the leaves and opening flowers, Comes with the morn, the breath Divine To stir thee, slumbering soul of mine. 9 O Thou, the Morn, the Light, the Sun, With Thee be every day begun; Brightness shall clothe my life always, And fill my soul with grateful praise. Glory to Thee, O Christ my Lord! Light of my soul, Incarnate Word! Come with the morn, abide alway, And cheer my course to endless day. Languages: English

The crimson blush of morning glows

Hymnal: HEC #10 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: The crimson blush of morning glows On towering peaks where clouds repose; And, lo! the sombre robe of night Is rent with shafts of golden light. O Light Divine, each opening day Illume our souls with gladdening ray; And, as the sun his course pursues, With growing light our lives diffuse. In childhood's morn, when wondering eyes Behold the light that fills the skies; And loins are girt at opening day Life's myriad voices to obey: O Light Divine, serene and pure, Shine on a path of life, secure; Let joy, like songs the morn that greet, Make music for the willing feet. 11 When, prompted by the will of God, A path we tread, before untrod; And doubts our onward course attend, Thy light upon our path extend. O Light of lights, when day is done, And night pursues our setting sun, Be ours to hail that better day, Whose light Thou art eternally. Languages: English

The morn awakes; from eastern hills

Hymnal: HEC #12 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: The morn awakes; from eastern hills The golden light creation fills; And arrows chase the night that flies Before the ever-brightening skies. The morn awakes; up, soul of mine! And, like the morn, in beauty shine; Strong, as the high-ascending sun, Thy race of duty boldly run. Night for the weary comes at length; Morn gives the soul the needed strength; Light shall thy path encircling, cheer, And melt each lingering cloud of fear. O Light of lights, when night descends, And brooding fear my life attends, Show to my soul, that night departs When morning trims her glowing darts. 13 O Christ, who art my better Sun, Bright shines the day with Thee begun; No terror can the mind oppress, Nor cloud th' aspiring soul distress. To Thee, O glorious Light of light, Be honour paid when morn is bright; To Father, and to Spirit blest, Be glory every day exprest. Languages: English

Gone are the shades of night

Hymnal: HEC #14 (1913) Meter: 6.6.6.6 Lyrics: Gone are the shades of night, The hours of rest are o'er; New beauties sparkle bright, And heaven is light once more. To Thee our prayers shall speed, O Lord of light Divine; Come to our utmost need, And in our darkness shine. Spirit of love and light, May we Thine image know, And in Thy glory bright, To full perfection grow. 15 Hear us, O Father blest, Save us, O Christ the Son; Thou Comforter the best, Lead us till life is done. Languages: English

Lo, in its brightness the morning arising

Hymnal: HEC #16 (1913) Meter: 11.10.11.10 Lyrics: Lo, in its brightness the morning arising, Gold on the hilltops in richness is spread; Heaven decks the earth with a beauty surprising, Light is the victor, and darkness hath fled. Lord of the morning, our souls are awaking, Flood them with beauty, and free them from gloom; Morn speaks of joy, for when morning was breaking, Free from death's bands Thou didst rise from the tomb. Souls that in slumber behold not the beauty, See not the Master arise in His might; Hear not the call to the doing of duty, Know not the rapture that thrills in the light. 17 Morn speaks of life--let us rise to new living, Rise with the Lord to the freedom He gives; Give to the world what the morning is giving, Hope that was born in the darkness, and lives. Lo, in its brightness the morning arising: Lord of the morning, our darkness dispel; Shine in our souls, till, the sordid despising, Rise we from earth in Thy presence to dwell. Languages: English

From the hills the light is streaming

Hymnal: HEC #18 (1913) Meter: 8.5.8.5 Lyrics: From the hills the light is streaming, Hail, the gladsome morn! Earth with busy life is teeming, For the day is born. Dawn, Thou Light of lights, undying, On a fairer day, All creation beautifying With Thy glorious ray. Weary eyes the hills are scanning For the early gleam; Souls, Thy long delay unmanning, Sleep, and idly dream. Ah, my soul, be up and doing, Life will soon be done; Night, the day is close pursuing To the setting sun. 19 And the day of God shall waken To the soul with fear, If, the call of life forsaken, We are slumbering here. From the hills the light is streaming, Hail the gladsome morn! And the light of God is beaming-- This, His day, is born. Languages: English