1 Soon as the morn with roses
Bedecks the dewy east,
And when the sun reposes
Upon the ocean's breast;
Our voice in supplication,
Jehovah, Thou shalt hear;
Grant us, through Christ, salvation,
And be Thou ever near.

2 By Thee, thro' life supported,
We pass the dang'rous road,
By heav'nly hosts escorted
Up to their bright abode;
There cast our crowns before Thee,
Our toils and conflicts o'er,
And day and night adore Thee
For ever evermore.

Amen.