Day by day the manna fell;
Oh to learn this lesson well!
Still by constant mercy fed,
Give us, Lord, our daily bread.

“Day by day” the promise reads;
Daily strength for daily needs:
Cast foreboding fears away;
Take the manna of to-day.

Lord, our times are inthy hand:
All our sanguine hopes have planned
Το Thy wisdom we resign,
And would mould our wills to Thine.

Thou our daily task shalt give;
Day by day to Thee we live;
So shall added years fulfil
Not our own, our Father’s will.

Oh to live exempt from care
By the energy of prayer;
Strong in faith, with mind subdued,
Glowing yet with gratitude!

Nothing fair on earth I see
But I straightway think on Thee;
Thou art fairest in my eyes,
Source in whom all beauty lies!

When I see the reddening dawn
And the golden sun of morn,
Quickly turns this heart of mine
To Thy glorious form divine.

Oft I think upon Thy light
When the gray morn breaks the night;
Think, what glories lie in Thee,
Light of all Eternity!

When I see the moon arise
‘Mid Heaven’s thousand golden eyes,
Then I think, more glorious far
Is the Maker of yon star.

Or I think in spring’s sweet hours,
When the fields are gay with flowers,
As their varied hues I see,
What must their Creator be!

When along the brook I wander,
Or beside the fountain ponder,
Straight my thoughts take wing and mount
Up to Thee, the purest Fount.

Sweetly sings the nightingale;
Sweet the flute’s soft plaintive tale;
Sweeter than their richest tone
Is the name of Mary’s Son.

Sweetly all the air is stirred
When the Echo’s call is heard;
But no sounds my heart rejoice
Like to my Beloved’s voice.

Come, then, fairest Lord, appear,
Come, let me behold Thee here;
I would see Thee face to face,
On Thy proper light would gaze.

Take away these veils that blind,
Jesus, all my soul and mind;
Henceforth ever let my heart
See Thee truly as Thou art!

ANGELUS.