117. Morning
From St. Gregory Nazianzen.

I RISE and raise my clasped hands to Thee!
Henceforth, the darkness hath no part in me,
          Thy sacrifice this day;
Abiding firm, and with a freeman's might
Stemming the waves of passion in the fight;—
          Ah, should I from Thee stray,
My hoary head, Thy table where I bow,
Will be my shame, which are mine honour now.
Thus I set out;—Lord! lead me on my way!


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