Beauties Of The Morning

                                                             (A Song)

What do we see, what do we hear?

     In the beauties of the morning;

What are the things we hold so dear?

     In the beauties of the morning.

‘Tis the singing birds so sweet,

And the smiling ones we meet,

‘Tis the bracing air we greet,

     In the beauties of the morning.

              Chorus

In the beauties of the morning

     When all nature smiles so fair,

And the dew drops kiss the sunshine

     And rich fragrance fills the air;

Then the beauties of the morning

     Fill our grateful hearts with love

For the Maker of the morning

     And the peaceful realm above.

What do we see, what do we feel,

     In the beauties of the morning?

What brings the joys that o’er us steal,

     In the beauties of the morning?

‘Tis the rising sun so grand,

And the sweetness of the land,

‘Tis that blessed unseen Hand,

     In the beauties of the morning.

              Chorus

July 8, ‘90

This is dated at July 8, 1890 in what looks (by the nature of the script as well as crossed out poems) to be the original collection. The ascribed date is August 20, 1890 in the bound, but still handwritten volume.