Imatges de pÓgina

C. M.

York. Medfield.

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 hirn above, ye heavenly host,

Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
1 IN mercy, Lord, remember me,

Through all the hours of night,
And grant to me most graciously

The safeguard 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. 707 1 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 blest!

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.

C. M.

Medfield. Dundee.

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S. M.

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. 708

S. M.

Dover. Bethany. 1 ANOTHER day is past,

The hours forever fled;
And time is bearing me away,

To mingle with the dead.
2 My mind in perfect peace,

My Father's care shall keep;
I yield to gentle slumber now,

For thou canst never sleep.
3 How blessed, Lord, are they

On thee securely stayed!
Nor shall they be in life alarmed,

Nor be in death dismayed. 709

Mornington. Pentonville. 1 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 iny 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,

may I in thy bosom rest,

The bosom of thy love. 710

Edyfield. 1 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:


L. M.

Then, from sin and sorluw free,

Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee! 711 88, 38 & 6.

Auburn, 1 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.

Duke Street. Medway. 712

A Hymn for Morning or ening.
1 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 1 yield my powers to thy command,

To thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings from thine hand

Demand perpetual songs of praise. 713

Peterboro'. 1 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.

C. M.

C. M.

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, inimortal 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. 714

Walney. Bowdoin. 1 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.



Pleyel's Hynd 715

Humble Adoration and Praise.
1 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.

S. M.

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. 716

St. Thomas. Paddington. 1 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. 717

Adullum. Lincoln 1 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 make 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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