541 Now that the day-light fills the sky,

1 Now that the day-light fills the sky, We lift our hearts to God on high, That He, in all we do or say, Would keep us free from harm to-day; 2 Would guard our hearts and tongues from strife, From anger's din would hide our life, From all ill sights would turn our eyes And close our ears from vanities; 3 Would keep our inmost conscience pure, Our souls from folly would secure, Would bid us check the pride of sense With due and holy abstinence; 4 So we, when this new day is gone And night in turn is drawing on, With conscience by the world unstained, Shall praise His name for victory gained.