Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, HYMN FOR THE MORNING, by THOMAS FLATMAN


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First Line: Awake! My soul! Awake, mine eyes!
Last Line: Cheerful and fearless I may wait my doom.
Subject(s): Morning


AWAKE, my soul! Awake, mine eyes!
Awake, my drowsy faculties;
Awake, and see the new-born light
Spring from the darksome womb of Night!
Look up and see th' unwearied Sun,
Already hath his race begun:
The pretty lark is mounted high,
And sings her matins in the sky.
Arise, my soul! and thou my voice
In songs of praise, early rejoice!
O Great Creator! Heavenly King!
Thy praises let me ever sing!
Thy power has made, Thy goodness kept
This fenceless body while I slept,
Yet one day more hast given me
From all the powers of darkness free:
O keep my heart from sin secure,
My life unblameable and pure,
That when the last of all my days is come,
Cheerful and fearless I may wait my doom.





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