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.