The Morning Star

Give me, O God, one star-clear thought
To hold within my heart today,
And measure all activity
By its clear ray.

Give me, O God, the constancy
To hold in use this thought supreme
And let no mist of earth becloud,
Nor mortal dream.

Give me, O God, the loveliness
To let this thought illume my being
Until the morning star of hope
Brings all men seeing.

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