BELOVED, IT IS MORN Beloved, it is morn! A redder berry on the thorn, A deep yellow on the corn, For this good day new-born. Pray, Sweet, for me That I may be Faithful to God and thee. Beloved, it is day! And lovers work, as children play, With heart and brain untired alway: Dear love, look up and pray. Pray, Sweet, for me That I may be Faithful to God and thee. Beloved, it is night! Thy heart and mine are full of light, Thy spirit shineth clear and white, God keep thee in His sight! Pray, Sweet, for me That I may be Faithful to God and thee. -- Emily Henrietta Hickey (1845-1924)