Every Morning When I Wake

Every Morning When I Wake
Every morning when I wake,
Dear Lord, a little prayer I make:
O, please, to keep Thy loving eye
On all poor creatures born to die.

And every evening at sun-down
I ask a blessing on the town,
For whether we last the night or no
I'm sure is always touch-and-go.
We are not wholly bad or good
Who live our lives under Milk Wood,
And Thou, I know, wilt be the first
To see our best side, not our worst.
O let us see another day!
Bless us all this holy night, I pray,
And to the sun we all will bow
And say goodbye but just for now!