11 Awake, my soul, and with the sun

1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun thy daily stage of duty run; shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise to pay thy morning sacrifice.

2 Lord, I my vows to thee renew; disperse my sins as morning dew. guard my first springs of thought and will, and with thyself my spirit fill.

3 Direct, control, suggest, this day, all I design, or do, or say; that all my powers, with all their might, in thy sole glory may unite.

4 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; praise him, all creatures here below; praise him above, ye heavenly host: praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.