Sunrise

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Title:     Sunrise
Author: William Lisle Bowles [More Titles by Bowles]

When from my humble bed I rise,
And see the morning sun,
That, glorious in the eastern skies,
Its journey has begun,

I think of the Almighty Power
Which called this orb from night;
I think how many at this hour
Rejoice beneath its light.

And then I pray, in every land,
Where'er this light is shed,
That all who live may bless the Hand
Which gives their daily bread.

[The end]
William Lisle Bowles's poem: Sunrise

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