When thou wakest in the morning
  Ere thou tread’st the untried way
Of the lot that lies before thee
  Through the coming busy day;
Whether sunbeams promise brightness,
  Whether dim forebodings fall,
Be thy dawning glad or gloomy,
  Go to Jesus, tell Him all.

In the calm of sweet communion
  Let thy daily work be done;
In the peace of soul-outpouring
  Care be banished, patience won;
And if earth with its enchantments
  Seek thy spirit to enthrall,
Ere thou listen, ere thou answer,
  Turn to Jesus, tell Him all.

Then, as hour by hour glides by thee,
  Thou wilt blessed guidance know,
Thine own burdens being lightened,
  Thou canst bear another’s woe;
Thou canst help the weak ones onward,
  Thou canst raise up those that fall:
But remember, while thou servest,
  Still tell Jesus, tell Him all.

And if weariness creeps o’er thee
  As the day wears to its close,
Or if sudden fierce temptation
  Bring thee face to face with foes;
In thy weakness, in thy peril,
  Raise to heaven a truthful call;
Strength and calm for every crisis
  Come, in telling Jesus all.