In pris'n I saw him next, condemned

To meet a traitor's doom at morn

The tide of lying tongues I stemmed

And honored him 'mid shame and scorn

My friendship's utmost zeal to try

He asked if I for him would die

The flesh was weak; my blood ran chill

But my free spirit cried, "I will!"

Then in a moment to my view

The stranger started from disguise

The tokens in his hands I knew;

The Savior stood before mine eyes

He spake, and my poor name he named

"Of me thou hast not been ashamed

"These deeds shall thy memorial be;

Fear not, thou didst them unto me."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NKZDT4FUr0Y

Hmm, so wow, time flies in the morning.

And it wasn't as hard to get up at 6 as I thought it would be.

Though I'm very tired all the same

Hopefully I'll be tired enough to go to sleep around 8 tonight.

So I won't have too much problem getting up at 4 tomorrow.

I mean, it'll still be hard until I get used to it

It's mostly in my head

I KNOW it's 4 AM and even if I got 8 hours of sleep it would feel wrong to get up

But after I've been doing it for a week or so it should be fine

Just gotta get used to the idea that that's when I wake up

It's not INDECENT

It's not something to whine about

It's just the way it is.

And maybe I'll come to look at it as a good thing.

Early to bed, early to rise...

I have found that I do feel happier and just all around better when I wake up early.