Be with me, Lord, when morning beams
Blot out the dreams of night;
Within the chambers of my thought
Diffuse Thy holy light,
And with Thy guiding hand lead Thou
My faltering feet aright.
In noontide's heat, amid the throng,
Let me Thy presence feel;
And in the sanctuary of my thought
In deepest reverence kneel;
And lift my voice in praise to Thee
With overflowing zeal.
Again at close of day, dear Lord,
I'll kneel in silent prayer,
And from the wellsprings of my heart
My gratitude declare,
And know that Thou wilt keep me still
In Thy protecting care.
