spoken:
How clear, how lovely bright
How beautiful to sight
Those beams of morning play
How heaven laughs out with glee
Where, like a bird set free
Up from the eastern sea
Soars the delightful day
Today I shall be strong
No more shall yield to wrong
Shall squander life no more
Days lost, I know not how
I shall retrieve them now
Now I shall keep the vow
I never kept before
Ensanguining the skies
How heavily it dies
Into the west away
Past touch and sight and sound
Not further to be found
How hopeless under ground
Falls the remorseful day