Come to the morning pray’r,

Come, let us kneel and pray;

Pray’r is the Christian pilgrim’s staff

To walk with God all day.

At noon beneath the rock

Of ages rest and pray;

Sweet is the shadow from the heat,

When the sun smites by the day.

At eve shut to the door,

Round the home-altar pray,

And finding there the house of God,

At heav’n gate close the day.

When mid-night seals our eyes,

Let each in spirit say,

I sleep, but my heart waketh, Lord,

With thee to watch and pray.