This day the first of days was made, When God in light the world arrayed; Or when His Word arose again, And, conquering death, gave life to men. Slumber and sloth drive far away; Earlier arise to greet the day; And ere its dawn in heaven unfold The heart's desire to God be told. Unto our prayer that He attend, His all creating power extend, And still renew us, lest we miss Through earthly stain our heavenly bliss. That us, who here this day repair To keep the Apostles' time of prayer, And hymn the quiet hours of morn, With bless?d gifts He may adorn. For this, Redeemer, Thee we pray That Thou wilt wash our sins away, And of Thy lovingkindness grant Whate'er of good our spirits want. That exiles here awhile in flesh Some earnest may our souls refresh Of that pure life for which we long, Some foretaste of the heavenly song. O Father, that we ask be done, Through Jesus Christ, Thine only Son; Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee, Doth live and reign eternally.