In the early dawn of morning,
I commit my way to thee.
There’s no place for doubt or mourning
Faith’s content abides with me.

Trusting, still trusting,
All the day through;
God’s promise to me
Remaineth true.

High rides the sun of the mid-day,
I trust and believe him still;
God my constant guide and stay,
Hold’s me conformed to His will.

At even, the day’s labor done,
Weary with earth’s toil and care,
I welcome the setting sun
Welcome the hour of prayer.