Now with creation's morning song Let us, as children of the day, With wakened heart and purpose strong, The works of darkness cast away. O may the morn so pure, so clear, Its own sweet calm in us instill! A guileless mind, a heart sincere, Simplicity of word and will. And ever, as the day glides by, May we the busy senses rein; Keep guard upon the hand and eye, Nor let the conscience suffer stain. Grant us, O God, in love to Thee, Clear eyes to measure things below; Faith, the invisible to see; And wisdom, Thee in all to know.