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THOMAS PRINGLE.
A HYMN.
When morn awakes our hearts
To pour the matin prayer;
When toil-worn day departs,
And gives a pause to care;
When those our souls love best
Kneel with us, in Thy fear,
To ask Thy peace and rest—
O God, our Father, hear!
When worldly snares without,
And evil thoughts within,
Stir up some impious doubt,
Or lure us back to sin;
When human strength proves frail,
And will but half sincere;
When faith begins to fail—
O God, our Father, hear!
When in our cup of mirth
The drop of trembling falls,
And the frail props of earth
Are crumbling round our walls;
When back we gaze with grief,
And forward glance with fear,
When faileth man's relief—
O God, our Father, hear!
