When morning kisses the night bye,
Let me rise with joy in my heart
Let me say of myself, soul be strong,
“Battle to be won”
Let this faith in me never be moved 
Let the day prove sufficient unto itself

Oh glory be unto God who puts to sleep and who raises up,
Glory be to He in whom all honor and dignity rest
For wherewith should I claim strength unless it is of the Lord?
Or how can I prosper without the King of Creation?

Oh bless my soul, be brave unto the battle
For the heathen arise to devour thy children oh Lord
Let me not cower in their sight
For thou delivers out of the hardest struggles
Let me face this day the bravest
‘till night returns with sweet rest
And let me say at the end of the day,
as at the end of my days,
as at the end of days,
“Blessed be the Lord God who is from everlasting to everlasting, 
for He has nourished my soul, 
delivered me from the jaws of the dragon, 
and has counted me a holy one”