Shake off dull sloth, and early rise,
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear a part,
Who all night long unwearied sing
High praises to the eternal King.
Glory to God, who safe hath kept,
And hath refreshed me while I slept,
Grant Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless life partake.