p. 14 | This New Day by Eliza H. Morton

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Mountain View, California · Jun 12, 1907

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 33, No. 24.

This New Day.

By Eliza H. Morton

'Tis morning and the mists arise, While o'er the distant hills afar The crimson clouds embank the skies, And thru the glory gleams a star, For this new day is born of light To drive away the shades of night.

'Tis morning in my soul to-day, For with the song of summer bird Upon the tree just o'er the way And lowing of the farmer's herd, I feel the spirit nature brings, In unison my spirit sings.

'Tis morning in a deeper sense Than nature gives to mind and heart, For there's a quiet confidence My inmost soul a very part, That this new day is wholly mine To live for God, to "rise and shine."

And shining with the morning light My life may be a sunbeam clear To lead some soul this day to Christ, To make God's loveliness appear; And so this day, this new-born day, I'll live in God's appointed way. ELIZA H. MORTON.

No. Deering, Me.