O, in the morn of life, when youth

Verse 1

O in the morn of life, when youth With vital ardor glows, And shines in all the fairest charms That beauty can disclose,--

Verse 2

Deep in thy soul, before its powers Are yet by vice enslaved, Be thy Creator’s glorious Name And character engraved:

Verse 3

Ere yet the shades of sorrow cloud The sunshine of thy days; And cares and toils, in endless round Encompass all thy ways:

Verse 4

Ere yet thy heart the woes of age, With vain regret deplore, And sadly muse on former joys, That now return no more.

Verse 5

True wisdom, early sought and gain'd, In age will give thee rest; O then, improve the morn of life, To make its evening blest.