He wakens me morning by morning. Isaiah 50:4
Words: Jane E. Livock, 1880. These words, written for a prize competition, were first published in the Sunday School Chronicle, then in the Congregational Church Hymnal, 1887.
If you know where to get a good photo of Livock (head-and-shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels), would you ?
My soul awake, thy rest forsake,
And greet the morning light!
With song arise, glad sacrifice
For mercies of the night.
With courage dressed, strong-hearted, blest,
Fulfill thy work abroad;
Fearless and true, thy way pursue,
A happy child of God.
Amid the strife of daily life,
Amid its noontide heat,
Fear not to miss thy secret bliss—
The rest of sonship sweet.
In liberty of holy glee,
Accept thy childhood’s part;
And thou shalt find, by faith enshrined,
The Father in thy heart.