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'' | <p><head><hi rend="underline">Monday Morning</hi></head></p> | ||
<p>Soar, my Spirit! to thy home<lb/> | |||
Whence thy hopes, thy pleasures come<lb/> | |||
Up to Him whose smile of light<lb/> | |||
Call thee to devotion's lay –<lb/> | |||
This is His and duty's day<lb/> | |||
Be it holy in His sight!</p> | |||
<p><unclear>Make</unclear> the angel choirs above<lb/> | |||
Clad with glory, light & love<lb/> | |||
See devotion's holy throne<lb/> | |||
Bending to the earth her eye<lb/> | |||
Lo! she <del>calls us to the sky</del> <add>summons us on high</add><lb/> | |||
Summons us & leads us on.</p> | |||
<p>Bright and cloudless as the day<lb/> | |||
When the summer's golden ray<lb/> | |||
Rules the glorious noon-tide hour,<lb/> | |||
Is the <del>spirit</del> Soul illumed by her;<lb/> | |||
Is the privileged worshipper<lb/> | |||
Led by her enlightening power.</p> | |||
<p>But the cloud of darkness spread<lb/> | |||
Tempests gather over head</p> | |||
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67
Monday Morning
Soar, my Spirit! to thy home
Whence thy hopes, thy pleasures come
Up to Him whose smile of light
Call thee to devotion's lay –
This is His and duty's day
Be it holy in His sight!
Make the angel choirs above
Clad with glory, light & love
See devotion's holy throne
Bending to the earth her eye
Lo! she calls us to the sky summons us on high
Summons us & leads us on.
Bright and cloudless as the day
When the summer's golden ray
Rules the glorious noon-tide hour,
Is the spirit Soul illumed by her;
Is the privileged worshipper
Led by her enlightening power.
But the cloud of darkness spread
Tempests gather over head
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