Classic Poem

No Time, no Place, had I this Morn
To bow the humble Knee;
Or, thank my God for goodness great,
Last night, in keeping me!

My Soul by Meditation rise,
Ascend in mental Prayer;
Accept my Thanks, Lord, look on me
Thro' thine anointed Dear.

Forgive my Sins, and grant me Grace,
Wisely to act my part;
And since the World must have my Hands,
Dear Saviour, take my Heart.