Sunrise
Charles Tennyson Turner
1808 to 1879
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As on my bed at dawn I mused and prayed,
I saw my lattice prankt upon the wall,
The leaves and flitting birds withal—
A sunny phantom interlaced shade;
"Thanks be to Heaven," in happy mood said,
"What sweeter aid my matins could befall
Than fair glory from the east hath made?
What holy hath God, the Lord of all,
To bid us and see! We are not free
To say we not, for the glory comes
Nightly and daily, like flowing sea;
His lustre pierces through the midnight glooms,
at prime hours, behold! he follows me
With golden to my secret rooms."
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