The Star of Morn Has Ris’n

The star of morn has ris’n;

O Lord

to Thee we pray:

O un­cre­at­ed Light of Light

Guide Thou our way.

Sinless be tongue and hand

And in­no­cent the mind

Let sim­ple truth be on our lips

Our hearts be kind.

Let not the flesh pre­vail

But all be ruled by good;

The gift of tem­per­ance be­stow

In drink and food.

As the swift day rolls on

Still

Lord

our guard­ian be

And keep the por­tals of our hearts

From ev­il free.

Grant that our dai­ly toil

May to Thy glo­ry tend;

And as our hours be­gin with Thee

So may they end.