3 Let my blest Guardian, while I sleep,
His watchful station near me keep,
My heart with love celestial fill,
And guard me from th' approach of ill
4 Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to die, that so I may
Rise glorious at the awful day.
5 Lord, let my soul forever share
The bliss of thy paternal care;
"Tis heaven on earth-'tis heaven above!
To see thy face, and sing thy love.
6 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise him all creatures here below; Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 706
IN mercy, Lord, remember me,
Through all the hours of night,
And grant to me most graciously
The safe-guard of thy might.
2 With cheerful heart I close my eyes
Since thou wilt not remove:
Oh, in the morning let me rise
Rejoicing in thy love!-
3 Or, if this night should prove the last,
And end my transient days;
Lord, take me to thy promised rest,
Where I may sing thy praise.
INDULGENT God, whose bounteous care
O'er all thy works is shown,
Oh let my grateful praise and prayer
Arise before thy throne.
2 What mercies has this day bestowed!
How largely hast thou biest!
My cup with plenty overflowed,
With cheerfulness my breast.
3 Now may soft slumber close my eyes,
From pain and sickness free;
And let my waking thoughts arise,
To meditate on thee.
4 Thus bless each future day and night,
Till life's vain scene is o'er;
And then to realms of endless light,
Oh let my spirit soar.
THE day is past and gone,
The evening shades appear;
Oh, may I ever keep in mind,
The night of death draws near.
2 Lord, keep me safe this night,
Secure from all my fears;
May angels guard me while I sleep,
Till morning light appears.
3 And when I early rise,
To view th' unwearied sun,
May I set out to win the prize,
And after glory run.
4 Lord, when my days are past,
And I from time remove,
Oh may I in thy bosom rest,
The bosom of thy love.
SOFTLY now the light of day
Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care-from labor free,
Lord, I would commune with thee.
2 Soon, for me, the light of day
Shall forever pass away:
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me. Lord, to dwell with thee!
ERE I sleep, for every favor,
This day showed
By my God,
I do bless my Saviour.
2 Leave me not, but ever love me;
Let thy peace
Be my bliss,
Till thou hence remove me
3 Thou, my rock, my guard, my tower,
Safely keep,
While I sleep,
Me, with all thy power.
4 And, whene'er in death I slumber,
Let me rise
With the wise,
Counted in their number.
A Hymn for Morning or Evening.
MY God, how endless is thy love!
Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies from above
Gently distil like early dew.
2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours.
Thy sovereign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy powers.
3 I yield my powers to thy command,
To thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings from thine hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.
HOSANNA, with a cheerful sound,
To God's upholding hand;
Ten thousand snares attend us round,
And yet secure we stand.
2 That was a most amazing power
That raised us with a word;
And every day, and every hour,
We lean upon the Lord
3 The rising morn cannot assure
That we shall end the day;
For death stands ready at the door
To hurry us away.
4 Our life is forfeited by sin
To God's avenging law;
We own thy grace, immortal King,
In every breath we draw.
5 God is our sun-whose daily light
Our joy and safety brings;
Our feeble frame lies safe at night,
Beneath his shady wings.
ON thee, each morning, O my God,
My waking thoughts attend;
In thee are founded all my hopes,
In thee my wishes end.
2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost,
Thy boundless love surveys;
And, fired with grateful zeal, prepares
A sacrifice of praise.
3 When evening slumbers press my eyes,
With his protection blest,
In peace and safety I commit
My weary limbs to rest.
4 My spirit, in his hand secure,
Fears no approaching ill;
For, whether waking or asleep,
Thou, Lord, art with me still.
GENERAL ASCRIPTIONS OF PRAISE.
Humble Adoration and Praise.
HEAVENLY Father-sovereign Lord,
Be thy glorious name adored!
Lord, thy mercies never fail ;
Hail, celestial goodness, hail!
2 Though unworthy, Lord, thine ear,
Deign our humble songs to hear;
Purer praise we hope to bring,
When around thy throne we sing
3 While on earth ordained to stay,
Guide our footsteps in thy way,
Till we come to dwell with thee,
Till we all thy glory see.
4 Then, with angel-harps again,
We will wake a nobler strain;
There, in joyful songs of praise,
Our triumphant voices raise.
S. M. St. Thomas. Paddington.
ALMIGHTY Maker, God!
How wondrous is thy name!
Thy glories how diffused abroad,
Through all creation's frame.
2 Nature, in every dress,
Her humble homage pays;
And does a thousand ways express
Her undissembled praise.
3 My soul would rise and sing
Her great Creator too;
Fain would my tongue adore my King,
And pay the homage due.
4 Let joy and worship spend
The remnant of my days;
And oft to God, my soul, ascend,
In grateful songs of praise.
SONGS of praise the angels sang,
Heaven with hallelujahs rang,
When Jehovah's work begun,
When he spake, and it was done.
2 Songs of praise awoke the morn,
When the Prince of Peace was born.
Songs of praise arose, when he
Captive led captivity.
3 Heaven and earth must pass away,
Songs of praise shall crown that day:
God will inake new heavens and earth,
Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
4 Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.
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