Golden light, serene and bright,
The sky is now adorning;
As sleeping child in mother's arm,
My God has shielded me from harm;
I thank him for the morning.
Golden light, serene and bright,
Is shed upon my labour;
As birds their morning son employ,
I praise my God for life and joy
To me and to my neighbour.
Golden light, serene and bright,
To me is life and gladness,
For I am happy every day
I walk upon the narrow way
With God through joy or sadness.
Now I pray that God today
Will send to me his blessing;
My daily task I then fulfill
According to his holy will,
His wondrous peace possessing.
N. F. S. Grundtvig [Nikolaj Frederik Severin] (1783 – 1872) Denmark
Translated by Fed C.M. Hansen
Source: Hymnary.org
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