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 117. Morning  From St. Gregory Nazianzen.  I RISE and raise my clasped hands to Thee! Henceforth, the darkness hath no part in me,  Thy sacrifice this day; Abiding firm, and with a freeman's might Stemming the waves of passion in the fight;  Ah, should I from Thee stray, My hoary head, Thy table where I bow, Will be my shame, which are mine honour now. Thus I set out; Lord! lead me on my way!  Oxford .  1834.