III.
I love it when its merry peal Welcomes the coming day, And rouses me from peaceful sleep My gratitude to pay; It bids me pray for strength to do My daily duty given; To hope that each successive morn May find me nearer heaven.
I love it when its merry peal Welcomes the coming day, And rouses me from peaceful sleep My gratitude to pay; It bids me pray for strength to do My daily duty given; To hope that each successive morn May find me nearer heaven.