Teach us so our days to number
                                        
                                        That we may be early wise;
                                        
                                        Dreamy mist, or cloud, or slumber,
                                        
                                        Never dull our heav’nward eyes.
                                        
                                        Hearty be our work and willing,
                                        
                                        As to Thee, and not to men;
                                        
                                        For we know our soul’s fulfilling
                                        
                                        Is in Heav’n, and not ’til then.