A Song of Praise for the Morning

MY God was with me all this Night,
And gave Me sweet Respose;
My God did watch even whilst I slept,
O[…] I had never Rose:
How many groan'd and wish'd for Sleep,
Until they wish'd for day,
Meas'ring slow Hours with their quick pains,
Whilst I securely lay!

Whilst I did sleep all dangers slept,
No Thieves did me affright,
Those Evening Wolves, Those Beasts of prey,
Disturbers of the Night:
No Raging Flames nor Storms did Rend
The House that I was in;
I heard no dreadful Cries without,
No doleful Groans within.

What Terrours have I 'Scap'd this Night,
Which have on Others Fell,
My Body might have slept its last,
My Soul have wak'd in Hell:
Sweet Rest had gain'd that Strength to Me,
Which Labour did Devour:
My Body was in weakness Sown,
But it is Rais'd in power.

Lord, for the Mercies of the Night,
My humble Thanks I pay,
And unto Thee I dedicate
The first Fruits of the day:
Let this day praise Thee, O my God,
And so let all my days:
And O let mine Eternal Day,
Be thine Eternal praise.