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2 Shall every creature around
Their voices in concert unite,
In praising, to take less delight?
Sweet organs, your notes softly swell!
The Saviour's high praises to tell!
My graces shall bloom as the spring;
My joy, as my duty, to sing. 695
Edyfield. 1 PLEASING spring again is here!
Trees and fields in bloom appear!
-Warble their Creator's praise !
Let me feel like what I see :
Chilled my hopes, suppressed my song.
Till the Lord, the Sun, returns!
Bids the heart revive again!
Tell me all the storms are past:
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Wake all our thankful powers;
The smiling harvest hours.
His goodness we will sing;
And harvest crowns the spring.
The seeds of righteousness;
The ripening harvest bless.
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A Morning Hymn.
The cheerful sun makes haste to rise,
To run his journey through the skies.
Th' appointed duties of the day;
March on, and keep my heavenly way. 3 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure,
Enlightening our beclouded eyes;
Thy gospel makes the simple wise.
And then receive me to thy bliss;
Are faint and cold compared with this. 698
Mear. Ely. 1 ONCE more, my soul, the rising day
Salutes thy waking eyes:
To him who rules the skies.
The day renews the sound,
To turn the seasons round.
My tongue shall speak his praise ;
And yet his wrath delays.
Since the last setting sun!
And yet my moments run.
While I enjoy the light;
And bring a peaceful night. 699
L. M. Alfreton. Tallis' Ev. Hymn. 1 AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth-and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
And with the angels bear thy part,
High praises to th' eternal King.
And hast refreshed me while I slept:
I may of endless life partake.
Scatter my sins as morning dew;
And with thyself my spirit fill.
All I design, or do, or say ;
In thy sole glory may unite. 700
Walney. Dundee. 1 GOD of my life, my morning song
To thee I cheerful raise :
And pleasant 'tis to praise.
I passed the shades of night,
To see the morning light.
And restless pains and woes,
And rose from sweet repose.
Through all this day attend:
My heedless steps defend.
And guide my future days;
With gratitude and praise. 701
Edyfield. 1 THOU that dost my life prolong,
Kindly aid my morning song;
Thankful from my couch I rise,
To the God that rules the skies.
Thy preserving hand was nigh;
Grateful to my weary head.
'Twas thy hand restored the light:
Plenteous as the morning dew.
Oh! preserve me through the day:
Sins and snares beset me round.
On my soul thy beams display;
Duke Street. Alfreton. 702
An Evening Hymn.
Thus far bis power prolongs my days;
Some fresh memorial of his grace.
And I, perhaps, am near my home;
He gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep;
Peace is the pillow for my head;
Their watchful stations round my bed.
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to break my tomb,
With sweet salvation in the sound. 703
Like holy incense rise ;
of my tongue
2 Through all the dangers of the day
Thy hand was still my guard;
Thy mercy stood prepared.
Encompass me around,
Hath my Redeemer found !
To save my guilty soul?
Fast as my minutes roll!
Lord, to thy cross I flee,
To be renewed by thee. 704.
Duke Street. St. Paul's. 1 GREAT God, to thee my evening song
With humble gratitude I raise ;
And fill my heart with lively praise.
And every gently rolling hour,
And witness to thy love and power.
Preserve me from surrounding harm:
Extends his kind, protecting arm?
With sleep refresh my feeble frame;
And wake with praises to thy name. 705
L. M. Tallis' Ev. Hynın. Alfreton. 1 GLORY to thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Beneath thine own almighty wings.
The ill that I this day have done;