Morning Glory why do you call on me so early dawn is not long away and I plan to rise with joy to be about my day
You call in the midnight hour to feast upon your majesty to choose between your radiance and those who are so dear to me
Morning Glory dawn is not long away then I’ll rise and with joy set out upon another day.
Don’t you know the one who lies next to me though soft and gently with starry eyes is no comparison to your splendor
Why do you ask me to choose by calling on me so soon
Can I not see the carefree stroll of a grand child’s first steps, the pride of an eldest son as he accepts a new bride or the joy of a granddaughter as she turns in her cap and gown
Oh! Morning Glory
Why must you ask me to choose so early
Why do you call for me in the midnight hour
As a young man I worked with my hands and traveled abroad to foreign lands and as a man of age I dream dreams still of conquering the prize at the end of each hard worked day. I lay in peace with my bride and in love caress the memories relived from our youth.
Morning glory none of these things are as splendid as you
Even though each is so very dear to me; why do you make me choose there is no comparison to GLORY
All that you offer how could I stay…
Oh Glory, I humbly choose you.