HOME—THE FAMILY.1170L. M.I will make there an altar unto God.Gen. 35:3.Thou sovereign Lord of earth and skies,Supremely good, supremely wise;Fix thou the place of our abode;But may we still live near to God.2Where’er our dwelling shall be found,We will thy throne of grace surround;An altar to thy name will raise,With sacrifice of prayer and praise.3With faith and with devotion, Lord!Teach us each day to hear thy word:Grant us thy light to learn thy will,And strength our duties to fulfill.4Our circles with thy presence bless;Keep out each root of bitterness;And may, to each, the last removeBe to the mansions of thy love.1171C. M.The happy home.Happy the home, when God is there,And love fills every breast;Where one their wish, and one their prayer,And one their heavenly rest.2Happy the home, where Jesus’ nameIs sweet to every ear;Where children early lisp his fameAnd parents hold him dear.3Happy the home where prayer is heard,And praise is wont to rise;Where parents love the sacred word,And live but for the skies.4Lord! let us in our homes agree,This blesséd peace to gain;Unite our hearts in love to thee,And love to all will reign.1172C. M. D.My mother’s Bible.This book is all that’s left me now,Tears will unbidden start,With faltering heart and throbbing brow,I press it to my heart.For many generations past,Here is our family tree;My mother’s hand this Bible clasped;She dying gave it me.2Ah! well do I remember thoseWhose name these records bear;Who round the hearth-stone used to close,After the evening prayer,And tell of what those pages said,In terms my heart would thrill!Though they are with the silent dead,Here are they living still.3My father read this holy bookTo brothers, sisters dear;How calm was my poor mother’s look,Who leaned God’s word to hear.Her angel face—I see it yet!What thronging memories come!Again that little group is met,Within the walls of home.4Thou truest friend man ever knew,Thy constancy I’ve tried;Where all were false, I found thee true—My counselor and guide.The mines of earth no treasures give,That could this volume buy;In teaching me the way to live,It taught me how to die.Morris.1173S. M.As for me and my house, etc.Josh. 24:15.In all my ways, O God!I would acknowledge thee;And seek to keep my heart and houseFrom all pollution free.2Where’er I have a tent,An altar will I raise;And thither my oblations bringOf humble prayer and praise.3Could I my wish obtain,My household, Lord, should beDevoted to thyself alone,A nursery for thee.1174H. M.A birth-day hymn.God of my life, to theeMy cheerful soul I raise,Thy goodness bade me be,And still prolongs my days:I see my natal hour return,And bless the day that I was born.2Though but a child of earth,I glorify thy name,From whom alone my birth,And all my blessing came;Creating and preserving graceLet all that is within me praise.3My soul, and all its powers,Thine, wholly thine shall be;All, all my happy hoursI consecrate to thee;Whate’er I have, whate’er I am,Shall magnify my Maker’s name.4Long as I live beneath,To thee O let me live,To thee my every breathIn thanks and blessings give;Me to thine image, Lord, restore,And I shall praise thee evermore.11758s & 7s.For thy name’s sake, lead me etc.Psalm 31:3.Gently, Lord, O gently lead usThrough this gloomy vale of tears,Through the changes thou’st decreed us,Till our last great change appears.O! refresh us with thy blessing,O! refresh us with thy grace,May thy mercies never ceasing,Fit us for thy dwelling place.2When temptation’s darts assail us,When in devious paths we stray,Let thy goodness never fail us,Lead us in thy perfect way.O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.3In the hour of pain and anguish,In the hour when death draws near,Suffer not our hearts to languish,Suffer not our souls to fear.O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.4When this mortal life is ended,Bid us in thine arms to rest,Till by angel bands attended,We awake among the blest.O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.5Then, O! crown us with thy blessing,Through the triumphs of thy grace;Then shall praises never ceasing,Echo through thy dwelling place.O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.Hastings.
1170L. M.I will make there an altar unto God.Gen. 35:3.Thou sovereign Lord of earth and skies,Supremely good, supremely wise;Fix thou the place of our abode;But may we still live near to God.2Where’er our dwelling shall be found,We will thy throne of grace surround;An altar to thy name will raise,With sacrifice of prayer and praise.3With faith and with devotion, Lord!Teach us each day to hear thy word:Grant us thy light to learn thy will,And strength our duties to fulfill.4Our circles with thy presence bless;Keep out each root of bitterness;And may, to each, the last removeBe to the mansions of thy love.
L. M.
I will make there an altar unto God.Gen. 35:3.
Thou sovereign Lord of earth and skies,Supremely good, supremely wise;Fix thou the place of our abode;But may we still live near to God.
Thou sovereign Lord of earth and skies,
Supremely good, supremely wise;
Fix thou the place of our abode;
But may we still live near to God.
2Where’er our dwelling shall be found,We will thy throne of grace surround;An altar to thy name will raise,With sacrifice of prayer and praise.
2Where’er our dwelling shall be found,
We will thy throne of grace surround;
An altar to thy name will raise,
With sacrifice of prayer and praise.
3With faith and with devotion, Lord!Teach us each day to hear thy word:Grant us thy light to learn thy will,And strength our duties to fulfill.
3With faith and with devotion, Lord!
Teach us each day to hear thy word:
Grant us thy light to learn thy will,
And strength our duties to fulfill.
4Our circles with thy presence bless;Keep out each root of bitterness;And may, to each, the last removeBe to the mansions of thy love.
4Our circles with thy presence bless;
Keep out each root of bitterness;
And may, to each, the last remove
Be to the mansions of thy love.
1171C. M.The happy home.Happy the home, when God is there,And love fills every breast;Where one their wish, and one their prayer,And one their heavenly rest.2Happy the home, where Jesus’ nameIs sweet to every ear;Where children early lisp his fameAnd parents hold him dear.3Happy the home where prayer is heard,And praise is wont to rise;Where parents love the sacred word,And live but for the skies.4Lord! let us in our homes agree,This blesséd peace to gain;Unite our hearts in love to thee,And love to all will reign.
C. M.
The happy home.
Happy the home, when God is there,And love fills every breast;Where one their wish, and one their prayer,And one their heavenly rest.
Happy the home, when God is there,
And love fills every breast;
Where one their wish, and one their prayer,
And one their heavenly rest.
2Happy the home, where Jesus’ nameIs sweet to every ear;Where children early lisp his fameAnd parents hold him dear.
2Happy the home, where Jesus’ name
Is sweet to every ear;
Where children early lisp his fame
And parents hold him dear.
3Happy the home where prayer is heard,And praise is wont to rise;Where parents love the sacred word,And live but for the skies.
3Happy the home where prayer is heard,
And praise is wont to rise;
Where parents love the sacred word,
And live but for the skies.
4Lord! let us in our homes agree,This blesséd peace to gain;Unite our hearts in love to thee,And love to all will reign.
4Lord! let us in our homes agree,
This blesséd peace to gain;
Unite our hearts in love to thee,
And love to all will reign.
1172C. M. D.My mother’s Bible.This book is all that’s left me now,Tears will unbidden start,With faltering heart and throbbing brow,I press it to my heart.For many generations past,Here is our family tree;My mother’s hand this Bible clasped;She dying gave it me.2Ah! well do I remember thoseWhose name these records bear;Who round the hearth-stone used to close,After the evening prayer,And tell of what those pages said,In terms my heart would thrill!Though they are with the silent dead,Here are they living still.3My father read this holy bookTo brothers, sisters dear;How calm was my poor mother’s look,Who leaned God’s word to hear.Her angel face—I see it yet!What thronging memories come!Again that little group is met,Within the walls of home.4Thou truest friend man ever knew,Thy constancy I’ve tried;Where all were false, I found thee true—My counselor and guide.The mines of earth no treasures give,That could this volume buy;In teaching me the way to live,It taught me how to die.Morris.
C. M. D.
My mother’s Bible.
This book is all that’s left me now,Tears will unbidden start,With faltering heart and throbbing brow,I press it to my heart.For many generations past,Here is our family tree;My mother’s hand this Bible clasped;She dying gave it me.
This book is all that’s left me now,
Tears will unbidden start,
With faltering heart and throbbing brow,
I press it to my heart.
For many generations past,
Here is our family tree;
My mother’s hand this Bible clasped;
She dying gave it me.
2Ah! well do I remember thoseWhose name these records bear;Who round the hearth-stone used to close,After the evening prayer,And tell of what those pages said,In terms my heart would thrill!Though they are with the silent dead,Here are they living still.
2Ah! well do I remember those
Whose name these records bear;
Who round the hearth-stone used to close,
After the evening prayer,
And tell of what those pages said,
In terms my heart would thrill!
Though they are with the silent dead,
Here are they living still.
3My father read this holy bookTo brothers, sisters dear;How calm was my poor mother’s look,Who leaned God’s word to hear.Her angel face—I see it yet!What thronging memories come!Again that little group is met,Within the walls of home.
3My father read this holy book
To brothers, sisters dear;
How calm was my poor mother’s look,
Who leaned God’s word to hear.
Her angel face—I see it yet!
What thronging memories come!
Again that little group is met,
Within the walls of home.
4Thou truest friend man ever knew,Thy constancy I’ve tried;Where all were false, I found thee true—My counselor and guide.The mines of earth no treasures give,That could this volume buy;In teaching me the way to live,It taught me how to die.
4Thou truest friend man ever knew,
Thy constancy I’ve tried;
Where all were false, I found thee true—
My counselor and guide.
The mines of earth no treasures give,
That could this volume buy;
In teaching me the way to live,
It taught me how to die.
Morris.
1173S. M.As for me and my house, etc.Josh. 24:15.In all my ways, O God!I would acknowledge thee;And seek to keep my heart and houseFrom all pollution free.2Where’er I have a tent,An altar will I raise;And thither my oblations bringOf humble prayer and praise.3Could I my wish obtain,My household, Lord, should beDevoted to thyself alone,A nursery for thee.
S. M.
As for me and my house, etc.Josh. 24:15.
In all my ways, O God!I would acknowledge thee;And seek to keep my heart and houseFrom all pollution free.
In all my ways, O God!
I would acknowledge thee;
And seek to keep my heart and house
From all pollution free.
2Where’er I have a tent,An altar will I raise;And thither my oblations bringOf humble prayer and praise.
2Where’er I have a tent,
An altar will I raise;
And thither my oblations bring
Of humble prayer and praise.
3Could I my wish obtain,My household, Lord, should beDevoted to thyself alone,A nursery for thee.
3Could I my wish obtain,
My household, Lord, should be
Devoted to thyself alone,
A nursery for thee.
1174H. M.A birth-day hymn.God of my life, to theeMy cheerful soul I raise,Thy goodness bade me be,And still prolongs my days:I see my natal hour return,And bless the day that I was born.2Though but a child of earth,I glorify thy name,From whom alone my birth,And all my blessing came;Creating and preserving graceLet all that is within me praise.3My soul, and all its powers,Thine, wholly thine shall be;All, all my happy hoursI consecrate to thee;Whate’er I have, whate’er I am,Shall magnify my Maker’s name.4Long as I live beneath,To thee O let me live,To thee my every breathIn thanks and blessings give;Me to thine image, Lord, restore,And I shall praise thee evermore.
H. M.
A birth-day hymn.
God of my life, to theeMy cheerful soul I raise,Thy goodness bade me be,And still prolongs my days:I see my natal hour return,And bless the day that I was born.
God of my life, to thee
My cheerful soul I raise,
Thy goodness bade me be,
And still prolongs my days:
I see my natal hour return,
And bless the day that I was born.
2Though but a child of earth,I glorify thy name,From whom alone my birth,And all my blessing came;Creating and preserving graceLet all that is within me praise.
2Though but a child of earth,
I glorify thy name,
From whom alone my birth,
And all my blessing came;
Creating and preserving grace
Let all that is within me praise.
3My soul, and all its powers,Thine, wholly thine shall be;All, all my happy hoursI consecrate to thee;Whate’er I have, whate’er I am,Shall magnify my Maker’s name.
3My soul, and all its powers,
Thine, wholly thine shall be;
All, all my happy hours
I consecrate to thee;
Whate’er I have, whate’er I am,
Shall magnify my Maker’s name.
4Long as I live beneath,To thee O let me live,To thee my every breathIn thanks and blessings give;Me to thine image, Lord, restore,And I shall praise thee evermore.
4Long as I live beneath,
To thee O let me live,
To thee my every breath
In thanks and blessings give;
Me to thine image, Lord, restore,
And I shall praise thee evermore.
11758s & 7s.For thy name’s sake, lead me etc.Psalm 31:3.Gently, Lord, O gently lead usThrough this gloomy vale of tears,Through the changes thou’st decreed us,Till our last great change appears.O! refresh us with thy blessing,O! refresh us with thy grace,May thy mercies never ceasing,Fit us for thy dwelling place.2When temptation’s darts assail us,When in devious paths we stray,Let thy goodness never fail us,Lead us in thy perfect way.O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.3In the hour of pain and anguish,In the hour when death draws near,Suffer not our hearts to languish,Suffer not our souls to fear.O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.4When this mortal life is ended,Bid us in thine arms to rest,Till by angel bands attended,We awake among the blest.O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.5Then, O! crown us with thy blessing,Through the triumphs of thy grace;Then shall praises never ceasing,Echo through thy dwelling place.O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.Hastings.
8s & 7s.
For thy name’s sake, lead me etc.Psalm 31:3.
Gently, Lord, O gently lead usThrough this gloomy vale of tears,Through the changes thou’st decreed us,Till our last great change appears.O! refresh us with thy blessing,O! refresh us with thy grace,May thy mercies never ceasing,Fit us for thy dwelling place.
Gently, Lord, O gently lead us
Through this gloomy vale of tears,
Through the changes thou’st decreed us,
Till our last great change appears.
O! refresh us with thy blessing,
O! refresh us with thy grace,
May thy mercies never ceasing,
Fit us for thy dwelling place.
2When temptation’s darts assail us,When in devious paths we stray,Let thy goodness never fail us,Lead us in thy perfect way.O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.
2When temptation’s darts assail us,
When in devious paths we stray,
Let thy goodness never fail us,
Lead us in thy perfect way.
O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.
3In the hour of pain and anguish,In the hour when death draws near,Suffer not our hearts to languish,Suffer not our souls to fear.O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.
3In the hour of pain and anguish,
In the hour when death draws near,
Suffer not our hearts to languish,
Suffer not our souls to fear.
O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.
4When this mortal life is ended,Bid us in thine arms to rest,Till by angel bands attended,We awake among the blest.O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.
4When this mortal life is ended,
Bid us in thine arms to rest,
Till by angel bands attended,
We awake among the blest.
O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.
5Then, O! crown us with thy blessing,Through the triumphs of thy grace;Then shall praises never ceasing,Echo through thy dwelling place.O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.
5Then, O! crown us with thy blessing,
Through the triumphs of thy grace;
Then shall praises never ceasing,
Echo through thy dwelling place.
O! refresh us with thy blessing, etc.
Hastings.
MORNING HYMNS.1176L. M.They are new every morning.Lam. 3:23.New every morning is the loveOur wakening and uprising prove;Through sleep and darkness safely brought,Restored to life, and power, and thought.2New mercies, each returning day,Hover around us while we pray:New perils past, new sins forgiven,New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.3Old friends, old scenes will lovelier beAs more of heaven in each we see;Some softening gleam of love and prayerShall dawn on every cross and care.4Only, O Lord, in thy dear love,Fit us for perfect rest above,And keep us this, and every day,To live more nearly as we pray.Keble.1177L. M.Be thou their arm every morning.Isaiah 33:2.Lord of eternal truth and might!Ruler of nature’s changing scheme!Who dost bring forth the morning light,And temper noon’s effulgent beam:2Quench thou in us the flames of strife,And bid the heat of passion cease;From perils guard our feeble life,And keep our souls in perfect peace.Breviary.1178L. M.I have set the Lord always before me.Psalm 16:8.Forth in thy name, O Lord! I go,My daily labors to pursue;Thee, only thee, resolved to knowIn all I think, or speak, or do.2Thee will I set at my right hand,Whose eyes mine inmost substance see,And labor on at thy command,And offer all my works to thee.3For thee delightfully employWhate’er thy bounteous grace hath given,And run my course with constant joy,And closely walk with thee to heaven.C. Wesley.1179L. M.Be thou in the fear of the Lord, etc.Prov. 23:17.God of the morning, at whose voiceThe cheerful sun makes haste to rise,And, like a giant, doth rejoiceTo run his journey through the skies!2O, like the sun may I fulfillThe appointed duties of the day;With ready mind, and active will,March on and keep my heavenly way.1180L. M.Burn thereon sweet incense every morning.Exodus 30:7.I praise thy name, O God of Light,For rest and safety through the night;Beneath thy wing securely kept,I closed my eyes and sweetly slept.2Redeemed from weariness, I riseTo greet the light with cheerful eyes;And with the birds on joyful wing,My soul would rise, and sweetly sing.3I thank thee, Lord, for all thy care,For all the blessings that I share—Life, reason, health, and home, and friends,And every gift thy goodness sends.4O let me never, never ceaseTo cherish trust and thankfulness:From thee, thou Maker of my frame,Each undeservéd blessing came.5As numberless as stars of heaven,Are the rich bounties thou hast given;And fresh as dews, and sweet as flowers,The love that smiles on all my hours.6O let me to thy altar bringA pure and grateful offering;And let my thanks, as incense, riseIn Christ, a pleasing sacrifice.1181L. M.A morning invocation.Awake, my soul! and with the sunThy daily course of duty run;Shake off dull sloth, and joyful riseTo pay thy morning sacrifice.2Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart!And with the angels bear thy part,Who, all night long, unwearied singGlory to the eternal King.3Glory to thee, who safe hast kept,And hast refreshed me, while I slept:Grant, Lord! when I from death shall wake,I may of endless life partake.4Lord! I my vows to thee renew;Scatter my sins as morning dew;Guard my first springs of thought and will,And with thyself my spirit fill.Kenn.1182C. M.He giveth his beloved sleep.Psalm 127:2.Lord of my life! O may thy praiseEmploy my noblest powers,Whose goodness lengthens out my daysAnd fills the circling hours.2While many spent the night in sighs,And restless pains and woes,In gentle sleep I closed my eyes,And undisturbed repose.3O let the same Almighty careMy waking hours attend;From every danger, every snare,My heedless steps defend.4Smile on my minutes as they roll,And guide my future days;And let thy goodness fill my soulWith gratitude and praise.Mrs. Steele.1183C. M.In the morning, etc.Psalm 5:3.To thee let my first offerings rise,Whose sun creates the day;Swift as his gladdening influence flies,And spotless as his ray.2This day thy favoring hand be nigh,So oft vouchsafed before:Still may it lead, protect, supply,And I that hand adore.3If bliss thy providence impart,For which, resigned, I pray;Give me to feel the grateful heart,And thus thy love repay.4Afflictions should thy love intend,As vice or folly’s cure,Patient to gain that glorious end,May I the means endure!5Be this and every future dayStill wiser than the past,And when I all my life survey,May grace sustain at last.1184S. M.A morning without clouds.2 Sam. 23:4.See how the rising sunPursues his shining way;And wide proclaims his Maker’s praise,With every brightening ray.2Thus would my rising soulIts heavenly parent sing;And to its great OriginalAn humble tribute bring.3O may I grateful useThe blessings I receive;And ne’er in thought, in word, or deed,His holy Spirit grieve.4May all my days and powersBe sacred, Lord, to thee:And in thy presence may I spendA blest eternity!E. Scott.1185S. M.I will sing of thy mercy in the morning.Psalm 59:16.The morning light returns,The sun begins to shine;Now let our souls in haste arise,To run the race divine.2We praise the Father’s love,Who kept us through the night;O may his kindness be our song,His pleasure our delight.3While passing through this day,Lord, we implore thy care,To guide us on the heavenly way,And guard from every snare.4And when our life shall close,O may it be in peace;May we lie down in sweet repose,And wake in endless bliss.A. S. Hayden.11867s.My voice shalt thou hear in the morning.Psalm 5:3.Now the shades of night are gone;Now the morning light is come;Lord, may I be thine to-day—Drive the shades of sin away.2Fill my soul with heavenly light,Banish doubt, and cleanse my sight;In thy service, Lord, to-day,Help me labor, help me pray.3Keep my haughty passions bound—Save me from my foes around;Going out and coming in,Keep me safe from every sin.4When my work of life is past,O! receive me then at last!When I reach the heavenly shore,Night of sin will be no more.11877s.Psalm 3:5.Thou that dost my life prolong,Kindly aid my morning song;Thankful let my offerings riseTo the God that rules the skies.2Gently, with the dawning ray,On my soul thy beams display;Sweeter than the smiling morn,Let thy cheering light return.Enfield.11887s & 3s.The Lord God is a Sun.Psalm 84:11.Jesus, Sun of Righteousness,Brightest beam of love divine,With the early morning raysDo thou on our darkness shine,And dispel with purest lightAll our night!2Like the sun’s reviving ray,May thy love, with tender glow,All our coldness melt away,Warm and cheer us forth to go,Gladly serve thee and obeyAll the day!3Thou, our only Life and Guide!Never leave us nor forsake:In thy light may we abideTill the eternal morning break—Moving on to Zion’s hillHomeward still!Rosenmoth.
1176L. M.They are new every morning.Lam. 3:23.New every morning is the loveOur wakening and uprising prove;Through sleep and darkness safely brought,Restored to life, and power, and thought.2New mercies, each returning day,Hover around us while we pray:New perils past, new sins forgiven,New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.3Old friends, old scenes will lovelier beAs more of heaven in each we see;Some softening gleam of love and prayerShall dawn on every cross and care.4Only, O Lord, in thy dear love,Fit us for perfect rest above,And keep us this, and every day,To live more nearly as we pray.Keble.
L. M.
They are new every morning.Lam. 3:23.
New every morning is the loveOur wakening and uprising prove;Through sleep and darkness safely brought,Restored to life, and power, and thought.
New every morning is the love
Our wakening and uprising prove;
Through sleep and darkness safely brought,
Restored to life, and power, and thought.
2New mercies, each returning day,Hover around us while we pray:New perils past, new sins forgiven,New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
2New mercies, each returning day,
Hover around us while we pray:
New perils past, new sins forgiven,
New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
3Old friends, old scenes will lovelier beAs more of heaven in each we see;Some softening gleam of love and prayerShall dawn on every cross and care.
3Old friends, old scenes will lovelier be
As more of heaven in each we see;
Some softening gleam of love and prayer
Shall dawn on every cross and care.
4Only, O Lord, in thy dear love,Fit us for perfect rest above,And keep us this, and every day,To live more nearly as we pray.
4Only, O Lord, in thy dear love,
Fit us for perfect rest above,
And keep us this, and every day,
To live more nearly as we pray.
Keble.
1177L. M.Be thou their arm every morning.Isaiah 33:2.Lord of eternal truth and might!Ruler of nature’s changing scheme!Who dost bring forth the morning light,And temper noon’s effulgent beam:2Quench thou in us the flames of strife,And bid the heat of passion cease;From perils guard our feeble life,And keep our souls in perfect peace.Breviary.
L. M.
Be thou their arm every morning.Isaiah 33:2.
Lord of eternal truth and might!Ruler of nature’s changing scheme!Who dost bring forth the morning light,And temper noon’s effulgent beam:
Lord of eternal truth and might!
Ruler of nature’s changing scheme!
Who dost bring forth the morning light,
And temper noon’s effulgent beam:
2Quench thou in us the flames of strife,And bid the heat of passion cease;From perils guard our feeble life,And keep our souls in perfect peace.
2Quench thou in us the flames of strife,
And bid the heat of passion cease;
From perils guard our feeble life,
And keep our souls in perfect peace.
Breviary.
1178L. M.I have set the Lord always before me.Psalm 16:8.Forth in thy name, O Lord! I go,My daily labors to pursue;Thee, only thee, resolved to knowIn all I think, or speak, or do.2Thee will I set at my right hand,Whose eyes mine inmost substance see,And labor on at thy command,And offer all my works to thee.3For thee delightfully employWhate’er thy bounteous grace hath given,And run my course with constant joy,And closely walk with thee to heaven.C. Wesley.
L. M.
I have set the Lord always before me.Psalm 16:8.
Forth in thy name, O Lord! I go,My daily labors to pursue;Thee, only thee, resolved to knowIn all I think, or speak, or do.
Forth in thy name, O Lord! I go,
My daily labors to pursue;
Thee, only thee, resolved to know
In all I think, or speak, or do.
2Thee will I set at my right hand,Whose eyes mine inmost substance see,And labor on at thy command,And offer all my works to thee.
2Thee will I set at my right hand,
Whose eyes mine inmost substance see,
And labor on at thy command,
And offer all my works to thee.
3For thee delightfully employWhate’er thy bounteous grace hath given,And run my course with constant joy,And closely walk with thee to heaven.
3For thee delightfully employ
Whate’er thy bounteous grace hath given,
And run my course with constant joy,
And closely walk with thee to heaven.
C. Wesley.
1179L. M.Be thou in the fear of the Lord, etc.Prov. 23:17.God of the morning, at whose voiceThe cheerful sun makes haste to rise,And, like a giant, doth rejoiceTo run his journey through the skies!2O, like the sun may I fulfillThe appointed duties of the day;With ready mind, and active will,March on and keep my heavenly way.
L. M.
Be thou in the fear of the Lord, etc.Prov. 23:17.
God of the morning, at whose voiceThe cheerful sun makes haste to rise,And, like a giant, doth rejoiceTo run his journey through the skies!
God of the morning, at whose voice
The cheerful sun makes haste to rise,
And, like a giant, doth rejoice
To run his journey through the skies!
2O, like the sun may I fulfillThe appointed duties of the day;With ready mind, and active will,March on and keep my heavenly way.
2O, like the sun may I fulfill
The appointed duties of the day;
With ready mind, and active will,
March on and keep my heavenly way.
1180L. M.Burn thereon sweet incense every morning.Exodus 30:7.I praise thy name, O God of Light,For rest and safety through the night;Beneath thy wing securely kept,I closed my eyes and sweetly slept.2Redeemed from weariness, I riseTo greet the light with cheerful eyes;And with the birds on joyful wing,My soul would rise, and sweetly sing.3I thank thee, Lord, for all thy care,For all the blessings that I share—Life, reason, health, and home, and friends,And every gift thy goodness sends.4O let me never, never ceaseTo cherish trust and thankfulness:From thee, thou Maker of my frame,Each undeservéd blessing came.5As numberless as stars of heaven,Are the rich bounties thou hast given;And fresh as dews, and sweet as flowers,The love that smiles on all my hours.6O let me to thy altar bringA pure and grateful offering;And let my thanks, as incense, riseIn Christ, a pleasing sacrifice.
L. M.
Burn thereon sweet incense every morning.Exodus 30:7.
I praise thy name, O God of Light,For rest and safety through the night;Beneath thy wing securely kept,I closed my eyes and sweetly slept.
I praise thy name, O God of Light,
For rest and safety through the night;
Beneath thy wing securely kept,
I closed my eyes and sweetly slept.
2Redeemed from weariness, I riseTo greet the light with cheerful eyes;And with the birds on joyful wing,My soul would rise, and sweetly sing.
2Redeemed from weariness, I rise
To greet the light with cheerful eyes;
And with the birds on joyful wing,
My soul would rise, and sweetly sing.
3I thank thee, Lord, for all thy care,For all the blessings that I share—Life, reason, health, and home, and friends,And every gift thy goodness sends.
3I thank thee, Lord, for all thy care,
For all the blessings that I share—
Life, reason, health, and home, and friends,
And every gift thy goodness sends.
4O let me never, never ceaseTo cherish trust and thankfulness:From thee, thou Maker of my frame,Each undeservéd blessing came.
4O let me never, never cease
To cherish trust and thankfulness:
From thee, thou Maker of my frame,
Each undeservéd blessing came.
5As numberless as stars of heaven,Are the rich bounties thou hast given;And fresh as dews, and sweet as flowers,The love that smiles on all my hours.
5As numberless as stars of heaven,
Are the rich bounties thou hast given;
And fresh as dews, and sweet as flowers,
The love that smiles on all my hours.
6O let me to thy altar bringA pure and grateful offering;And let my thanks, as incense, riseIn Christ, a pleasing sacrifice.
6O let me to thy altar bring
A pure and grateful offering;
And let my thanks, as incense, rise
In Christ, a pleasing sacrifice.
1181L. M.A morning invocation.Awake, my soul! and with the sunThy daily course of duty run;Shake off dull sloth, and joyful riseTo pay thy morning sacrifice.2Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart!And with the angels bear thy part,Who, all night long, unwearied singGlory to the eternal King.3Glory to thee, who safe hast kept,And hast refreshed me, while I slept:Grant, Lord! when I from death shall wake,I may of endless life partake.4Lord! I my vows to thee renew;Scatter my sins as morning dew;Guard my first springs of thought and will,And with thyself my spirit fill.Kenn.
L. M.
A morning invocation.
Awake, my soul! and with the sunThy daily course of duty run;Shake off dull sloth, and joyful riseTo pay thy morning sacrifice.
Awake, my soul! and with the sun
Thy daily course of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
2Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart!And with the angels bear thy part,Who, all night long, unwearied singGlory to the eternal King.
2Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart!
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who, all night long, unwearied sing
Glory to the eternal King.
3Glory to thee, who safe hast kept,And hast refreshed me, while I slept:Grant, Lord! when I from death shall wake,I may of endless life partake.
3Glory to thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refreshed me, while I slept:
Grant, Lord! when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless life partake.
4Lord! I my vows to thee renew;Scatter my sins as morning dew;Guard my first springs of thought and will,And with thyself my spirit fill.
4Lord! I my vows to thee renew;
Scatter my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with thyself my spirit fill.
Kenn.
1182C. M.He giveth his beloved sleep.Psalm 127:2.Lord of my life! O may thy praiseEmploy my noblest powers,Whose goodness lengthens out my daysAnd fills the circling hours.2While many spent the night in sighs,And restless pains and woes,In gentle sleep I closed my eyes,And undisturbed repose.3O let the same Almighty careMy waking hours attend;From every danger, every snare,My heedless steps defend.4Smile on my minutes as they roll,And guide my future days;And let thy goodness fill my soulWith gratitude and praise.Mrs. Steele.
C. M.
He giveth his beloved sleep.Psalm 127:2.
Lord of my life! O may thy praiseEmploy my noblest powers,Whose goodness lengthens out my daysAnd fills the circling hours.
Lord of my life! O may thy praise
Employ my noblest powers,
Whose goodness lengthens out my days
And fills the circling hours.
2While many spent the night in sighs,And restless pains and woes,In gentle sleep I closed my eyes,And undisturbed repose.
2While many spent the night in sighs,
And restless pains and woes,
In gentle sleep I closed my eyes,
And undisturbed repose.
3O let the same Almighty careMy waking hours attend;From every danger, every snare,My heedless steps defend.
3O let the same Almighty care
My waking hours attend;
From every danger, every snare,
My heedless steps defend.
4Smile on my minutes as they roll,And guide my future days;And let thy goodness fill my soulWith gratitude and praise.
4Smile on my minutes as they roll,
And guide my future days;
And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.
Mrs. Steele.
1183C. M.In the morning, etc.Psalm 5:3.To thee let my first offerings rise,Whose sun creates the day;Swift as his gladdening influence flies,And spotless as his ray.2This day thy favoring hand be nigh,So oft vouchsafed before:Still may it lead, protect, supply,And I that hand adore.3If bliss thy providence impart,For which, resigned, I pray;Give me to feel the grateful heart,And thus thy love repay.4Afflictions should thy love intend,As vice or folly’s cure,Patient to gain that glorious end,May I the means endure!5Be this and every future dayStill wiser than the past,And when I all my life survey,May grace sustain at last.
C. M.
In the morning, etc.Psalm 5:3.
To thee let my first offerings rise,Whose sun creates the day;Swift as his gladdening influence flies,And spotless as his ray.
To thee let my first offerings rise,
Whose sun creates the day;
Swift as his gladdening influence flies,
And spotless as his ray.
2This day thy favoring hand be nigh,So oft vouchsafed before:Still may it lead, protect, supply,And I that hand adore.
2This day thy favoring hand be nigh,
So oft vouchsafed before:
Still may it lead, protect, supply,
And I that hand adore.
3If bliss thy providence impart,For which, resigned, I pray;Give me to feel the grateful heart,And thus thy love repay.
3If bliss thy providence impart,
For which, resigned, I pray;
Give me to feel the grateful heart,
And thus thy love repay.
4Afflictions should thy love intend,As vice or folly’s cure,Patient to gain that glorious end,May I the means endure!
4Afflictions should thy love intend,
As vice or folly’s cure,
Patient to gain that glorious end,
May I the means endure!
5Be this and every future dayStill wiser than the past,And when I all my life survey,May grace sustain at last.
5Be this and every future day
Still wiser than the past,
And when I all my life survey,
May grace sustain at last.
1184S. M.A morning without clouds.2 Sam. 23:4.See how the rising sunPursues his shining way;And wide proclaims his Maker’s praise,With every brightening ray.2Thus would my rising soulIts heavenly parent sing;And to its great OriginalAn humble tribute bring.3O may I grateful useThe blessings I receive;And ne’er in thought, in word, or deed,His holy Spirit grieve.4May all my days and powersBe sacred, Lord, to thee:And in thy presence may I spendA blest eternity!E. Scott.
S. M.
A morning without clouds.2 Sam. 23:4.
See how the rising sunPursues his shining way;And wide proclaims his Maker’s praise,With every brightening ray.
See how the rising sun
Pursues his shining way;
And wide proclaims his Maker’s praise,
With every brightening ray.
2Thus would my rising soulIts heavenly parent sing;And to its great OriginalAn humble tribute bring.
2Thus would my rising soul
Its heavenly parent sing;
And to its great Original
An humble tribute bring.
3O may I grateful useThe blessings I receive;And ne’er in thought, in word, or deed,His holy Spirit grieve.
3O may I grateful use
The blessings I receive;
And ne’er in thought, in word, or deed,
His holy Spirit grieve.
4May all my days and powersBe sacred, Lord, to thee:And in thy presence may I spendA blest eternity!
4May all my days and powers
Be sacred, Lord, to thee:
And in thy presence may I spend
A blest eternity!
E. Scott.
1185S. M.I will sing of thy mercy in the morning.Psalm 59:16.The morning light returns,The sun begins to shine;Now let our souls in haste arise,To run the race divine.2We praise the Father’s love,Who kept us through the night;O may his kindness be our song,His pleasure our delight.3While passing through this day,Lord, we implore thy care,To guide us on the heavenly way,And guard from every snare.4And when our life shall close,O may it be in peace;May we lie down in sweet repose,And wake in endless bliss.A. S. Hayden.
S. M.
I will sing of thy mercy in the morning.Psalm 59:16.
The morning light returns,The sun begins to shine;Now let our souls in haste arise,To run the race divine.
The morning light returns,
The sun begins to shine;
Now let our souls in haste arise,
To run the race divine.
2We praise the Father’s love,Who kept us through the night;O may his kindness be our song,His pleasure our delight.
2We praise the Father’s love,
Who kept us through the night;
O may his kindness be our song,
His pleasure our delight.
3While passing through this day,Lord, we implore thy care,To guide us on the heavenly way,And guard from every snare.
3While passing through this day,
Lord, we implore thy care,
To guide us on the heavenly way,
And guard from every snare.
4And when our life shall close,O may it be in peace;May we lie down in sweet repose,And wake in endless bliss.
4And when our life shall close,
O may it be in peace;
May we lie down in sweet repose,
And wake in endless bliss.
A. S. Hayden.
11867s.My voice shalt thou hear in the morning.Psalm 5:3.Now the shades of night are gone;Now the morning light is come;Lord, may I be thine to-day—Drive the shades of sin away.2Fill my soul with heavenly light,Banish doubt, and cleanse my sight;In thy service, Lord, to-day,Help me labor, help me pray.3Keep my haughty passions bound—Save me from my foes around;Going out and coming in,Keep me safe from every sin.4When my work of life is past,O! receive me then at last!When I reach the heavenly shore,Night of sin will be no more.
7s.
My voice shalt thou hear in the morning.Psalm 5:3.
Now the shades of night are gone;Now the morning light is come;Lord, may I be thine to-day—Drive the shades of sin away.
Now the shades of night are gone;
Now the morning light is come;
Lord, may I be thine to-day—
Drive the shades of sin away.
2Fill my soul with heavenly light,Banish doubt, and cleanse my sight;In thy service, Lord, to-day,Help me labor, help me pray.
2Fill my soul with heavenly light,
Banish doubt, and cleanse my sight;
In thy service, Lord, to-day,
Help me labor, help me pray.
3Keep my haughty passions bound—Save me from my foes around;Going out and coming in,Keep me safe from every sin.
3Keep my haughty passions bound—
Save me from my foes around;
Going out and coming in,
Keep me safe from every sin.
4When my work of life is past,O! receive me then at last!When I reach the heavenly shore,Night of sin will be no more.
4When my work of life is past,
O! receive me then at last!
When I reach the heavenly shore,
Night of sin will be no more.
11877s.Psalm 3:5.Thou that dost my life prolong,Kindly aid my morning song;Thankful let my offerings riseTo the God that rules the skies.2Gently, with the dawning ray,On my soul thy beams display;Sweeter than the smiling morn,Let thy cheering light return.Enfield.
7s.
Psalm 3:5.
Thou that dost my life prolong,Kindly aid my morning song;Thankful let my offerings riseTo the God that rules the skies.
Thou that dost my life prolong,
Kindly aid my morning song;
Thankful let my offerings rise
To the God that rules the skies.
2Gently, with the dawning ray,On my soul thy beams display;Sweeter than the smiling morn,Let thy cheering light return.
2Gently, with the dawning ray,
On my soul thy beams display;
Sweeter than the smiling morn,
Let thy cheering light return.
Enfield.
11887s & 3s.The Lord God is a Sun.Psalm 84:11.Jesus, Sun of Righteousness,Brightest beam of love divine,With the early morning raysDo thou on our darkness shine,And dispel with purest lightAll our night!2Like the sun’s reviving ray,May thy love, with tender glow,All our coldness melt away,Warm and cheer us forth to go,Gladly serve thee and obeyAll the day!3Thou, our only Life and Guide!Never leave us nor forsake:In thy light may we abideTill the eternal morning break—Moving on to Zion’s hillHomeward still!Rosenmoth.
7s & 3s.
The Lord God is a Sun.Psalm 84:11.
Jesus, Sun of Righteousness,Brightest beam of love divine,With the early morning raysDo thou on our darkness shine,And dispel with purest lightAll our night!
Jesus, Sun of Righteousness,
Brightest beam of love divine,
With the early morning rays
Do thou on our darkness shine,
And dispel with purest light
All our night!
2Like the sun’s reviving ray,May thy love, with tender glow,All our coldness melt away,Warm and cheer us forth to go,Gladly serve thee and obeyAll the day!
2Like the sun’s reviving ray,
May thy love, with tender glow,
All our coldness melt away,
Warm and cheer us forth to go,
Gladly serve thee and obey
All the day!
3Thou, our only Life and Guide!Never leave us nor forsake:In thy light may we abideTill the eternal morning break—Moving on to Zion’s hillHomeward still!
3Thou, our only Life and Guide!
Never leave us nor forsake:
In thy light may we abide
Till the eternal morning break—
Moving on to Zion’s hill
Homeward still!
Rosenmoth.
EVENING HYMNS.1189L. M.Hide me under the shadow of thy wings.Psalm 17:8.Glory to thee, my God, this night,For all the blessings of the light;Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,Beneath thine own almighty wings.2Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,The ill which I this day have done;That with the world, myself, and thee,I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.3Teach me to live, that I may dreadThe grave as little as my bed;Teach me to die, that so I mayRise glorious at thy Judgment-day.4O let my soul on thee repose,And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close;Sleep, which shall me more vigorous make,To serve my God when I awake.5Be thou my guardian while I sleep,Thy watchful station near me keep;My heart with love celestial fill,And guard me from the approach of ill.6Lord, let my soul for ever shareThe bliss of thy paternal care:’Tis heaven on earth, ’tis heaven above,To see thy face and sing thy love!Kenn.1190L. M.I will lay me down in peace.Psalm 4:8.Thus far the Lord has led me on;Thus far his power prolongs my days;And every evening shall make known,Some fresh memorial of his grace.2Much of my time has run to waste,And I, perhaps, am near my home;But he forgives my follies past;He gives me strength for days to come.3I lay my body down to sleep;Peace is the pillow for my head;While well-appointed angels keepTheir watchful stations round my bed.4Thus, when the night of death shall come,My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb,With sweet salvation in the sound.Watts.1191C. M.The angel of the Lord, etc.Psalm 34:7.And now another day is gone,I’ll sing my Maker’s praise;My comforts every hour make knownHis providence and grace.2I lay my body down to sleep;Let angels guard my head;And through the hours of darkness keepTheir watch around my bed.3With cheerful heart I close my eyes,Since thou wilt not remove;And in the morning let me rise,Rejoicing in thy love.1192C. M.Let my prayer come before thee, etc.Psalm 141:2.Blest Sovereign, let my evening songLike holy incense rise;Assist the offerings of my tongueTo reach the lofty skies.2Through all the dangers of the day,Thy hand was still my guard;And still, to drive my wants away,Thy mercy stood prepared.3Perpetual blessings from aboveEncompass me around;But O how few returns of loveHath my Creator found!4Lord, with this guilty heart of mine,To thy dear cross I flee;And to thy grace my soul resign,To be renewed by thee.Watts.1193C. M.The day goeth away.Jer. 6:4.Hail, tranquil hour of closing day!Begone, disturbing care;And look, my soul, from earth away,To him who heareth prayer.2How sweet the tear of penitence,Before his throne of grace,While, to the contrite spirit’s sense,He shows his smiling face.3How sweet, through long remembered years,His mercies to recall;And, pressed with wants, and griefs, and fears,To trust his love for all.4How sweet to look, in thoughtful hope,Beyond this fading sky,And hear him call his children upTo his fair home on high.5Calmly the day forsakes our heaven,To dawn beyond the west;So let my soul, in life’s last even,Retire to glorious rest.L. Bacon.1194C. M. D.The shadows of the evening, etc.Jer. 6:4.The shadows of the evening hoursFall from the darkening sky;Upon the fragrance of the flowersThe dews of evening lie:Before thy throne, O Lord of heaven,We kneel at close of day;Look on thy children from on high,And hear us while we pray.2The sorrows of thy servants, Lord,O, do not thou despise;But let the incense of our prayersBefore thy mercy rise;The brightness of the coming nightUpon the darkness rolls:With hopes of future glory chaseThe shadows on our souls.3Slowly the rays of daylight fade;So fade within our heartThe hopes in earthly love and joy,That one by one depart;Slowly the bright stars, one by one,Within the heavens shine;Give us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heavenAnd trust in things divine.4Let peace, O Lord, thy peace, O God,Upon our souls descend;From midnight fears and perils, thouOur trembling hearts defend;Give us a respite from our toil,Calm and subdue our woes;Through the long day we suffer, Lord,O, give us now repose!Miss A. A. Procter.1195S. M.Now is our salvation nearer, etc.Rom. 13:11.A sweetly solemn thought,Comes to me o’er and o’er;To-day, I’m nearer to my homeThan e’er I’ve been before.2Nearer my Father’s house,Where many mansions be,And nearer to the great white throne,Nearer the crystal sea;3Nearer the bound of life,Where falls my burden down;Nearer to where I leave my cross,And where I gain my crown.4Saviour, confirm my trust,Complete my faith in thee;And let me feel as if I stoodClose on eternity;5Feel as if now my feetWere slipping o’er the brink;For I may now be nearer home,Much nearer than I think.Alice Carey.1196S. M.He that keepest Israel shall not sleep.Psalm 121:4.Another day is past,The hours for ever fled;And time is bearing me away,To mingle with the dead.2My mind in perfect peaceMy Father’s care shall keep;I yield to gentle slumber now,For thou canst never sleep.3How blesséd, Lord, are they,On thee securely stayed!Nor shall they be in life alarmed,Nor be in death dismayed.1197S. M.The day is past and gone.The day is past and gone,The evening shades appear;O may we all remember wellThe night of death draws near.2We lay our garments by,Upon our beds to rest;So death will soon disrobe us allOf what we now possess.3Lord, keep us safe this night,Secure from every fear,Beneath the pinions of thy love,Till morning light appear.4And when we early rise,To view the unwearied sun,May we set out to win the prizeAnd after glory run.5And when our days are past,And we from time remove,O may we in thy bosom rest—The bosom of thy love.Watts.11987s, 6 lines.The evening sacrifice.Psalm 141:2.Now from labor and from careEvening shades have set me free,In the work of praise and prayer,Lord, I would converse with thee;O, behold me from above,Fill me with a Saviour’s love.2For the blessings of this day,For the mercies of this hour,For the gospel’s cheering ray,For the Spirit’s quickening power,Grateful notes to thee I raise;Lord! accept my song of praise.T. Hastings.11997s.Softly, now, the light of day.Softly, now, the light of dayFades upon my sight away;Free from care, from labor free,Lord! I would commune with thee.2Soon, for me, the light of dayShall for ever pass away;Then, from sin and sorrow free,Take me, Lord! to dwell with thee.Doane.12007s & 6s.Twilight.The mellow eve is glidingSerenely down the west;So, every care subsiding,My soul would sink to rest.2The woodland hum is ringingThe daylight’s gentle close;May angels round me, singing,Thus hymn my last repose.3The evening star has lightedHer crystal lamp on high;So, when in death benighted,May hope illume the sky.4In golden splendor dawning,The morrow’s light shall break;O, on the last bright morningMay I in glory wake!Sac. Songs.1201P. M.Evening aspiration.God that madest earth and heaven,Darkness and light!Who the day for toil hast given,For rest the night!May thine angel guards defend us,Slumber sweet thy mercy send us,Holy dreams and hopes attend us,This livelong night!Heber.12028s & 7s.Saviour! breathe an evening blessing.Saviour! breathe an evening blessing,Ere repose our eyelids seal;Sin and want we come confessing;Thou canst save, and thou canst heal.2Though destruction walk around us,Though the arrows past us fly,Angel-guards from thee surround us—We are safe if thou art nigh.3Though the night be dark and dreary,Darkness can not hide from thee:Thou art he who, never weary,Watcheth where thy people be.4Should swift death this night o’ertake us,And our couch become our tomb,May the morn in heaven awake us,Clad in bright and deathless bloom.Edmeston.12038s & 7s.Abide with us.Tarry with me, O my Saviour,For the day is passing by;See the shades of evening gather,And the night is drawing nigh.2Many friends were gathered round meIn the bright days of the past;But the grave has closed above them,And I linger here at last.3Deeper, deeper grow the shadows;Paler now the glowing west;Swift the night of death advances;Shall it be the night of rest?4Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying,Lord, I cast myself on thee;Tarry with me through the darkness!While I sleep, still watch by me.5Tarry with me, O my Saviour!Lay my head upon thy breastTill the morning; then awake me—Morning of eternal rest!12048s & 7s.While I was musing.Psalm 39:3.Silently the shades of eveningGather round my lowly door;Silently they bring before meFaces I shall see no more.2O! the lost, the unforgotten,Though the world be oft forgot;O! the shrouded and the lonely—In our hearts they perish not.3Living in the silent hours,Where our spirits only blend,They, unlinked with earthly trouble,We, still hoping for its end.4How such holy memories cluster,Like the stars when storms are past;Pointing up to that far heavenWe may hope to gain at last.12058s & 7s.Fleeting moments.Faintly flow, thou falling river,Like a dream that dies away;Down to ocean gliding ever,Keep thy calm, unruffled way:Time with such a silent motion,Floats along on wings of air,To eternity’s dark ocean,Burying all its treasure there.2Roses bloom and then they wither;Cheeks are bright, then fade and die;Shapes of light are wafted hither,Then, like visions, hurry by:Quick as clouds at evening drivenO’er the many-colored west,Years are bearing us to heaven—Home of happiness and rest.12068s, 7s & 7s.Sweet it is to trust in thee.Through the day thy love hath spared us,Wearied, we lie down to rest;Through the silent watches guard us,Let no foe our peace molest.Father! thou our guardian be;Sweet it is to trust in thee.2Wandering in the land of strangers,Dwelling in the midst of foes,Us and ours preserve from dangers:In thy love we all repose.Father! thou our guardian be;Sweet it is to trust in thee.Kelly.12078s & 7s.A child’s prayer.Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me;Bless thy little lamb to-night:Through the darkness be thou near me;Keep me safe till morning light.2All this day thy hand has led me,And I thank thee for thy care;Thou hast clothed me, warmed me, fed me,Listen to my evening prayer!3May my sins be all forgiven;Bless the friends I love so well;Take me, when I die, to heaven,Happy there with thee to dwell.May L. Duncan.120810s & 6s.At peace with all the world, etc.The day is ended. Ere I sink to sleep,My weary spirit seeks repose in thine;Father! forgive my trespasses, and keepThis little life of mine.2With loving kindness curtain thou my bed,And cool in rest my burning pilgrim feet;Thy pardon be the pillow for my head—So shall my sleep be sweet.3At peace with all the world, dear Lord, and thee,No fears my soul’s unwavering faith can shake;All’s well, whichever side the grave for meThe morning light may break!Kimball.120910s & 4s.I will sing of the mercies, etc.Father supreme! thou high and holy One!To thee we bow;Now, when the burden of the day is gone,Devoutly, now.2From age to age unchanging, still the sameAll-good thou art;Hallowed for ever be thy reverend nameIn every heart!3When the glad morn upon the hills was spread,Thy smile was there;Now, as the darkness gathers overhead,We feel thy care.4Night spreads her shade upon another dayFor ever past;So, o’er our faults, thy love, we humbly pray,A vail may cast.5Silence and calm, o’er hearts by earth distrest,Now sweetly steal;So every fear that struggles in the breastShall faith conceal.6Thou, through the dark, wilt watch above our sleepWith eye of love;And thou wilt wake us, when the sunbeams leapThe hills above.7O, may each heart its gratitude expressAs life expands,And find the triumph of its happinessIn thy commands!1210P. M.Fading, still fading.Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining;Father in heaven! the day is declining;Safety and innocence flee with the light,Temptation and danger walk forth with the night;From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime,Shield us from danger and keep us from crime!Father! have mercy, thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord! Amen!2Father in heaven! O, hear when we call,Hear for Christ’s sake, who is Saviour of all!Feeble and fainting, we trust in thy might;In doubting and darkness, thy love be our light!Let us sleep on thy breast while the night taper burns,Wake in thy arms when morning returns.Father! have mercy, thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord! Amen!
1189L. M.Hide me under the shadow of thy wings.Psalm 17:8.Glory to thee, my God, this night,For all the blessings of the light;Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,Beneath thine own almighty wings.2Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,The ill which I this day have done;That with the world, myself, and thee,I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.3Teach me to live, that I may dreadThe grave as little as my bed;Teach me to die, that so I mayRise glorious at thy Judgment-day.4O let my soul on thee repose,And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close;Sleep, which shall me more vigorous make,To serve my God when I awake.5Be thou my guardian while I sleep,Thy watchful station near me keep;My heart with love celestial fill,And guard me from the approach of ill.6Lord, let my soul for ever shareThe bliss of thy paternal care:’Tis heaven on earth, ’tis heaven above,To see thy face and sing thy love!Kenn.
L. M.
Hide me under the shadow of thy wings.Psalm 17:8.
Glory to thee, my God, this night,For all the blessings of the light;Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,Beneath thine own almighty wings.
Glory to thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath thine own almighty wings.
2Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,The ill which I this day have done;That with the world, myself, and thee,I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
2Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,
The ill which I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
3Teach me to live, that I may dreadThe grave as little as my bed;Teach me to die, that so I mayRise glorious at thy Judgment-day.
3Teach 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 thy Judgment-day.
4O let my soul on thee repose,And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close;Sleep, which shall me more vigorous make,To serve my God when I awake.
4O let my soul on thee repose,
And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close;
Sleep, which shall me more vigorous make,
To serve my God when I awake.
5Be thou my guardian while I sleep,Thy watchful station near me keep;My heart with love celestial fill,And guard me from the approach of ill.
5Be thou my guardian while I sleep,
Thy watchful station near me keep;
My heart with love celestial fill,
And guard me from the approach of ill.
6Lord, let my soul for ever shareThe bliss of thy paternal care:’Tis heaven on earth, ’tis heaven above,To see thy face and sing thy love!
6Lord, let my soul for ever share
The bliss of thy paternal care:
’Tis heaven on earth, ’tis heaven above,
To see thy face and sing thy love!
Kenn.
1190L. M.I will lay me down in peace.Psalm 4:8.Thus far the Lord has led me on;Thus far his power prolongs my days;And every evening shall make known,Some fresh memorial of his grace.2Much of my time has run to waste,And I, perhaps, am near my home;But he forgives my follies past;He gives me strength for days to come.3I lay my body down to sleep;Peace is the pillow for my head;While well-appointed angels keepTheir watchful stations round my bed.4Thus, when the night of death shall come,My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb,With sweet salvation in the sound.Watts.
L. M.
I will lay me down in peace.Psalm 4:8.
Thus far the Lord has led me on;Thus far his power prolongs my days;And every evening shall make known,Some fresh memorial of his grace.
Thus far the Lord has led me on;
Thus far his power prolongs my days;
And every evening shall make known,
Some fresh memorial of his grace.
2Much of my time has run to waste,And I, perhaps, am near my home;But he forgives my follies past;He gives me strength for days to come.
2Much of my time has run to waste,
And I, perhaps, am near my home;
But he forgives my follies past;
He gives me strength for days to come.
3I lay my body down to sleep;Peace is the pillow for my head;While well-appointed angels keepTheir watchful stations round my bed.
3I lay my body down to sleep;
Peace is the pillow for my head;
While well-appointed angels keep
Their watchful stations round my bed.
4Thus, when the night of death shall come,My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb,With sweet salvation in the sound.
4Thus, when the night of death shall come,
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,
And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb,
With sweet salvation in the sound.
Watts.
1191C. M.The angel of the Lord, etc.Psalm 34:7.And now another day is gone,I’ll sing my Maker’s praise;My comforts every hour make knownHis providence and grace.2I lay my body down to sleep;Let angels guard my head;And through the hours of darkness keepTheir watch around my bed.3With cheerful heart I close my eyes,Since thou wilt not remove;And in the morning let me rise,Rejoicing in thy love.
C. M.
The angel of the Lord, etc.Psalm 34:7.
And now another day is gone,I’ll sing my Maker’s praise;My comforts every hour make knownHis providence and grace.
And now another day is gone,
I’ll sing my Maker’s praise;
My comforts every hour make known
His providence and grace.
2I lay my body down to sleep;Let angels guard my head;And through the hours of darkness keepTheir watch around my bed.
2I lay my body down to sleep;
Let angels guard my head;
And through the hours of darkness keep
Their watch around my bed.
3With cheerful heart I close my eyes,Since thou wilt not remove;And in the morning let me rise,Rejoicing in thy love.
3With cheerful heart I close my eyes,
Since thou wilt not remove;
And in the morning let me rise,
Rejoicing in thy love.
1192C. M.Let my prayer come before thee, etc.Psalm 141:2.Blest Sovereign, let my evening songLike holy incense rise;Assist the offerings of my tongueTo reach the lofty skies.2Through all the dangers of the day,Thy hand was still my guard;And still, to drive my wants away,Thy mercy stood prepared.3Perpetual blessings from aboveEncompass me around;But O how few returns of loveHath my Creator found!4Lord, with this guilty heart of mine,To thy dear cross I flee;And to thy grace my soul resign,To be renewed by thee.Watts.
C. M.
Let my prayer come before thee, etc.Psalm 141:2.
Blest Sovereign, let my evening songLike holy incense rise;Assist the offerings of my tongueTo reach the lofty skies.
Blest Sovereign, let my evening song
Like holy incense rise;
Assist the offerings of my tongue
To reach the lofty skies.
2Through all the dangers of the day,Thy hand was still my guard;And still, to drive my wants away,Thy mercy stood prepared.
2Through all the dangers of the day,
Thy hand was still my guard;
And still, to drive my wants away,
Thy mercy stood prepared.
3Perpetual blessings from aboveEncompass me around;But O how few returns of loveHath my Creator found!
3Perpetual blessings from above
Encompass me around;
But O how few returns of love
Hath my Creator found!
4Lord, with this guilty heart of mine,To thy dear cross I flee;And to thy grace my soul resign,To be renewed by thee.
4Lord, with this guilty heart of mine,
To thy dear cross I flee;
And to thy grace my soul resign,
To be renewed by thee.
Watts.
1193C. M.The day goeth away.Jer. 6:4.Hail, tranquil hour of closing day!Begone, disturbing care;And look, my soul, from earth away,To him who heareth prayer.2How sweet the tear of penitence,Before his throne of grace,While, to the contrite spirit’s sense,He shows his smiling face.3How sweet, through long remembered years,His mercies to recall;And, pressed with wants, and griefs, and fears,To trust his love for all.4How sweet to look, in thoughtful hope,Beyond this fading sky,And hear him call his children upTo his fair home on high.5Calmly the day forsakes our heaven,To dawn beyond the west;So let my soul, in life’s last even,Retire to glorious rest.L. Bacon.
C. M.
The day goeth away.Jer. 6:4.
Hail, tranquil hour of closing day!Begone, disturbing care;And look, my soul, from earth away,To him who heareth prayer.
Hail, tranquil hour of closing day!
Begone, disturbing care;
And look, my soul, from earth away,
To him who heareth prayer.
2How sweet the tear of penitence,Before his throne of grace,While, to the contrite spirit’s sense,He shows his smiling face.
2How sweet the tear of penitence,
Before his throne of grace,
While, to the contrite spirit’s sense,
He shows his smiling face.
3How sweet, through long remembered years,His mercies to recall;And, pressed with wants, and griefs, and fears,To trust his love for all.
3How sweet, through long remembered years,
His mercies to recall;
And, pressed with wants, and griefs, and fears,
To trust his love for all.
4How sweet to look, in thoughtful hope,Beyond this fading sky,And hear him call his children upTo his fair home on high.
4How sweet to look, in thoughtful hope,
Beyond this fading sky,
And hear him call his children up
To his fair home on high.
5Calmly the day forsakes our heaven,To dawn beyond the west;So let my soul, in life’s last even,Retire to glorious rest.
5Calmly the day forsakes our heaven,
To dawn beyond the west;
So let my soul, in life’s last even,
Retire to glorious rest.
L. Bacon.
1194C. M. D.The shadows of the evening, etc.Jer. 6:4.The shadows of the evening hoursFall from the darkening sky;Upon the fragrance of the flowersThe dews of evening lie:Before thy throne, O Lord of heaven,We kneel at close of day;Look on thy children from on high,And hear us while we pray.2The sorrows of thy servants, Lord,O, do not thou despise;But let the incense of our prayersBefore thy mercy rise;The brightness of the coming nightUpon the darkness rolls:With hopes of future glory chaseThe shadows on our souls.3Slowly the rays of daylight fade;So fade within our heartThe hopes in earthly love and joy,That one by one depart;Slowly the bright stars, one by one,Within the heavens shine;Give us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heavenAnd trust in things divine.4Let peace, O Lord, thy peace, O God,Upon our souls descend;From midnight fears and perils, thouOur trembling hearts defend;Give us a respite from our toil,Calm and subdue our woes;Through the long day we suffer, Lord,O, give us now repose!Miss A. A. Procter.
C. M. D.
The shadows of the evening, etc.Jer. 6:4.
The shadows of the evening hoursFall from the darkening sky;Upon the fragrance of the flowersThe dews of evening lie:Before thy throne, O Lord of heaven,We kneel at close of day;Look on thy children from on high,And hear us while we pray.
The shadows of the evening hours
Fall from the darkening sky;
Upon the fragrance of the flowers
The dews of evening lie:
Before thy throne, O Lord of heaven,
We kneel at close of day;
Look on thy children from on high,
And hear us while we pray.
2The sorrows of thy servants, Lord,O, do not thou despise;But let the incense of our prayersBefore thy mercy rise;The brightness of the coming nightUpon the darkness rolls:With hopes of future glory chaseThe shadows on our souls.
2The sorrows of thy servants, Lord,
O, do not thou despise;
But let the incense of our prayers
Before thy mercy rise;
The brightness of the coming night
Upon the darkness rolls:
With hopes of future glory chase
The shadows on our souls.
3Slowly the rays of daylight fade;So fade within our heartThe hopes in earthly love and joy,That one by one depart;Slowly the bright stars, one by one,Within the heavens shine;Give us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heavenAnd trust in things divine.
3Slowly the rays of daylight fade;
So fade within our heart
The hopes in earthly love and joy,
That one by one depart;
Slowly the bright stars, one by one,
Within the heavens shine;
Give us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heaven
And trust in things divine.
4Let peace, O Lord, thy peace, O God,Upon our souls descend;From midnight fears and perils, thouOur trembling hearts defend;Give us a respite from our toil,Calm and subdue our woes;Through the long day we suffer, Lord,O, give us now repose!
4Let peace, O Lord, thy peace, O God,
Upon our souls descend;
From midnight fears and perils, thou
Our trembling hearts defend;
Give us a respite from our toil,
Calm and subdue our woes;
Through the long day we suffer, Lord,
O, give us now repose!
Miss A. A. Procter.
1195S. M.Now is our salvation nearer, etc.Rom. 13:11.A sweetly solemn thought,Comes to me o’er and o’er;To-day, I’m nearer to my homeThan e’er I’ve been before.2Nearer my Father’s house,Where many mansions be,And nearer to the great white throne,Nearer the crystal sea;3Nearer the bound of life,Where falls my burden down;Nearer to where I leave my cross,And where I gain my crown.4Saviour, confirm my trust,Complete my faith in thee;And let me feel as if I stoodClose on eternity;5Feel as if now my feetWere slipping o’er the brink;For I may now be nearer home,Much nearer than I think.Alice Carey.
S. M.
Now is our salvation nearer, etc.Rom. 13:11.
A sweetly solemn thought,Comes to me o’er and o’er;To-day, I’m nearer to my homeThan e’er I’ve been before.
A sweetly solemn thought,
Comes to me o’er and o’er;
To-day, I’m nearer to my home
Than e’er I’ve been before.
2Nearer my Father’s house,Where many mansions be,And nearer to the great white throne,Nearer the crystal sea;
2Nearer my Father’s house,
Where many mansions be,
And nearer to the great white throne,
Nearer the crystal sea;
3Nearer the bound of life,Where falls my burden down;Nearer to where I leave my cross,And where I gain my crown.
3Nearer the bound of life,
Where falls my burden down;
Nearer to where I leave my cross,
And where I gain my crown.
4Saviour, confirm my trust,Complete my faith in thee;And let me feel as if I stoodClose on eternity;
4Saviour, confirm my trust,
Complete my faith in thee;
And let me feel as if I stood
Close on eternity;
5Feel as if now my feetWere slipping o’er the brink;For I may now be nearer home,Much nearer than I think.
5Feel as if now my feet
Were slipping o’er the brink;
For I may now be nearer home,
Much nearer than I think.
Alice Carey.
1196S. M.He that keepest Israel shall not sleep.Psalm 121:4.Another day is past,The hours for ever fled;And time is bearing me away,To mingle with the dead.2My mind in perfect peaceMy Father’s care shall keep;I yield to gentle slumber now,For thou canst never sleep.3How blesséd, Lord, are they,On thee securely stayed!Nor shall they be in life alarmed,Nor be in death dismayed.
S. M.
He that keepest Israel shall not sleep.Psalm 121:4.
Another day is past,The hours for ever fled;And time is bearing me away,To mingle with the dead.
Another day is past,
The hours for ever fled;
And time is bearing me away,
To mingle with the dead.
2My mind in perfect peaceMy Father’s care shall keep;I yield to gentle slumber now,For thou canst never sleep.
2My mind in perfect peace
My Father’s care shall keep;
I yield to gentle slumber now,
For thou canst never sleep.
3How blesséd, Lord, are they,On thee securely stayed!Nor shall they be in life alarmed,Nor be in death dismayed.
3How blesséd, Lord, are they,
On thee securely stayed!
Nor shall they be in life alarmed,
Nor be in death dismayed.
1197S. M.The day is past and gone.The day is past and gone,The evening shades appear;O may we all remember wellThe night of death draws near.2We lay our garments by,Upon our beds to rest;So death will soon disrobe us allOf what we now possess.3Lord, keep us safe this night,Secure from every fear,Beneath the pinions of thy love,Till morning light appear.4And when we early rise,To view the unwearied sun,May we set out to win the prizeAnd after glory run.5And when our days are past,And we from time remove,O may we in thy bosom rest—The bosom of thy love.Watts.
S. M.
The day is past and gone.
The day is past and gone,The evening shades appear;O may we all remember wellThe night of death draws near.
The day is past and gone,
The evening shades appear;
O may we all remember well
The night of death draws near.
2We lay our garments by,Upon our beds to rest;So death will soon disrobe us allOf what we now possess.
2We lay our garments by,
Upon our beds to rest;
So death will soon disrobe us all
Of what we now possess.
3Lord, keep us safe this night,Secure from every fear,Beneath the pinions of thy love,Till morning light appear.
3Lord, keep us safe this night,
Secure from every fear,
Beneath the pinions of thy love,
Till morning light appear.
4And when we early rise,To view the unwearied sun,May we set out to win the prizeAnd after glory run.
4And when we early rise,
To view the unwearied sun,
May we set out to win the prize
And after glory run.
5And when our days are past,And we from time remove,O may we in thy bosom rest—The bosom of thy love.
5And when our days are past,
And we from time remove,
O may we in thy bosom rest—
The bosom of thy love.
Watts.
11987s, 6 lines.The evening sacrifice.Psalm 141:2.Now from labor and from careEvening shades have set me free,In the work of praise and prayer,Lord, I would converse with thee;O, behold me from above,Fill me with a Saviour’s love.2For the blessings of this day,For the mercies of this hour,For the gospel’s cheering ray,For the Spirit’s quickening power,Grateful notes to thee I raise;Lord! accept my song of praise.T. Hastings.
7s, 6 lines.
The evening sacrifice.Psalm 141:2.
Now from labor and from careEvening shades have set me free,In the work of praise and prayer,Lord, I would converse with thee;O, behold me from above,Fill me with a Saviour’s love.
Now from labor and from care
Evening shades have set me free,
In the work of praise and prayer,
Lord, I would converse with thee;
O, behold me from above,
Fill me with a Saviour’s love.
2For the blessings of this day,For the mercies of this hour,For the gospel’s cheering ray,For the Spirit’s quickening power,Grateful notes to thee I raise;Lord! accept my song of praise.
2For the blessings of this day,
For the mercies of this hour,
For the gospel’s cheering ray,
For the Spirit’s quickening power,
Grateful notes to thee I raise;
Lord! accept my song of praise.
T. Hastings.
11997s.Softly, now, the light of day.Softly, now, the light of dayFades upon my sight away;Free from care, from labor free,Lord! I would commune with thee.2Soon, for me, the light of dayShall for ever pass away;Then, from sin and sorrow free,Take me, Lord! to dwell with thee.Doane.
7s.
Softly, now, the light of day.
Softly, now, the light of dayFades upon my sight away;Free from care, from labor free,Lord! I would commune with thee.
Softly, now, the light of day
Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care, from labor free,
Lord! I would commune with thee.
2Soon, for me, the light of dayShall for ever pass away;Then, from sin and sorrow free,Take me, Lord! to dwell with thee.
2Soon, for me, the light of day
Shall for ever pass away;
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord! to dwell with thee.
Doane.
12007s & 6s.Twilight.The mellow eve is glidingSerenely down the west;So, every care subsiding,My soul would sink to rest.2The woodland hum is ringingThe daylight’s gentle close;May angels round me, singing,Thus hymn my last repose.3The evening star has lightedHer crystal lamp on high;So, when in death benighted,May hope illume the sky.4In golden splendor dawning,The morrow’s light shall break;O, on the last bright morningMay I in glory wake!Sac. Songs.
7s & 6s.
Twilight.
The mellow eve is glidingSerenely down the west;So, every care subsiding,My soul would sink to rest.
The mellow eve is gliding
Serenely down the west;
So, every care subsiding,
My soul would sink to rest.
2The woodland hum is ringingThe daylight’s gentle close;May angels round me, singing,Thus hymn my last repose.
2The woodland hum is ringing
The daylight’s gentle close;
May angels round me, singing,
Thus hymn my last repose.
3The evening star has lightedHer crystal lamp on high;So, when in death benighted,May hope illume the sky.
3The evening star has lighted
Her crystal lamp on high;
So, when in death benighted,
May hope illume the sky.
4In golden splendor dawning,The morrow’s light shall break;O, on the last bright morningMay I in glory wake!
4In golden splendor dawning,
The morrow’s light shall break;
O, on the last bright morning
May I in glory wake!
Sac. Songs.
1201P. M.Evening aspiration.God that madest earth and heaven,Darkness and light!Who the day for toil hast given,For rest the night!May thine angel guards defend us,Slumber sweet thy mercy send us,Holy dreams and hopes attend us,This livelong night!Heber.
P. M.
Evening aspiration.
God that madest earth and heaven,Darkness and light!Who the day for toil hast given,For rest the night!May thine angel guards defend us,Slumber sweet thy mercy send us,Holy dreams and hopes attend us,This livelong night!
God that madest earth and heaven,
Darkness and light!
Who the day for toil hast given,
For rest the night!
May thine angel guards defend us,
Slumber sweet thy mercy send us,
Holy dreams and hopes attend us,
This livelong night!
Heber.
12028s & 7s.Saviour! breathe an evening blessing.Saviour! breathe an evening blessing,Ere repose our eyelids seal;Sin and want we come confessing;Thou canst save, and thou canst heal.2Though destruction walk around us,Though the arrows past us fly,Angel-guards from thee surround us—We are safe if thou art nigh.3Though the night be dark and dreary,Darkness can not hide from thee:Thou art he who, never weary,Watcheth where thy people be.4Should swift death this night o’ertake us,And our couch become our tomb,May the morn in heaven awake us,Clad in bright and deathless bloom.Edmeston.
8s & 7s.
Saviour! breathe an evening blessing.
Saviour! breathe an evening blessing,Ere repose our eyelids seal;Sin and want we come confessing;Thou canst save, and thou canst heal.
Saviour! breathe an evening blessing,
Ere repose our eyelids seal;
Sin and want we come confessing;
Thou canst save, and thou canst heal.
2Though destruction walk around us,Though the arrows past us fly,Angel-guards from thee surround us—We are safe if thou art nigh.
2Though destruction walk around us,
Though the arrows past us fly,
Angel-guards from thee surround us—
We are safe if thou art nigh.
3Though the night be dark and dreary,Darkness can not hide from thee:Thou art he who, never weary,Watcheth where thy people be.
3Though the night be dark and dreary,
Darkness can not hide from thee:
Thou art he who, never weary,
Watcheth where thy people be.
4Should swift death this night o’ertake us,And our couch become our tomb,May the morn in heaven awake us,Clad in bright and deathless bloom.
4Should swift death this night o’ertake us,
And our couch become our tomb,
May the morn in heaven awake us,
Clad in bright and deathless bloom.
Edmeston.
12038s & 7s.Abide with us.Tarry with me, O my Saviour,For the day is passing by;See the shades of evening gather,And the night is drawing nigh.2Many friends were gathered round meIn the bright days of the past;But the grave has closed above them,And I linger here at last.3Deeper, deeper grow the shadows;Paler now the glowing west;Swift the night of death advances;Shall it be the night of rest?4Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying,Lord, I cast myself on thee;Tarry with me through the darkness!While I sleep, still watch by me.5Tarry with me, O my Saviour!Lay my head upon thy breastTill the morning; then awake me—Morning of eternal rest!
8s & 7s.
Abide with us.
Tarry with me, O my Saviour,For the day is passing by;See the shades of evening gather,And the night is drawing nigh.
Tarry with me, O my Saviour,
For the day is passing by;
See the shades of evening gather,
And the night is drawing nigh.
2Many friends were gathered round meIn the bright days of the past;But the grave has closed above them,And I linger here at last.
2Many friends were gathered round me
In the bright days of the past;
But the grave has closed above them,
And I linger here at last.
3Deeper, deeper grow the shadows;Paler now the glowing west;Swift the night of death advances;Shall it be the night of rest?
3Deeper, deeper grow the shadows;
Paler now the glowing west;
Swift the night of death advances;
Shall it be the night of rest?
4Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying,Lord, I cast myself on thee;Tarry with me through the darkness!While I sleep, still watch by me.
4Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying,
Lord, I cast myself on thee;
Tarry with me through the darkness!
While I sleep, still watch by me.
5Tarry with me, O my Saviour!Lay my head upon thy breastTill the morning; then awake me—Morning of eternal rest!
5Tarry with me, O my Saviour!
Lay my head upon thy breast
Till the morning; then awake me—
Morning of eternal rest!
12048s & 7s.While I was musing.Psalm 39:3.Silently the shades of eveningGather round my lowly door;Silently they bring before meFaces I shall see no more.2O! the lost, the unforgotten,Though the world be oft forgot;O! the shrouded and the lonely—In our hearts they perish not.3Living in the silent hours,Where our spirits only blend,They, unlinked with earthly trouble,We, still hoping for its end.4How such holy memories cluster,Like the stars when storms are past;Pointing up to that far heavenWe may hope to gain at last.
8s & 7s.
While I was musing.Psalm 39:3.
Silently the shades of eveningGather round my lowly door;Silently they bring before meFaces I shall see no more.
Silently the shades of evening
Gather round my lowly door;
Silently they bring before me
Faces I shall see no more.
2O! the lost, the unforgotten,Though the world be oft forgot;O! the shrouded and the lonely—In our hearts they perish not.
2O! the lost, the unforgotten,
Though the world be oft forgot;
O! the shrouded and the lonely—
In our hearts they perish not.
3Living in the silent hours,Where our spirits only blend,They, unlinked with earthly trouble,We, still hoping for its end.
3Living in the silent hours,
Where our spirits only blend,
They, unlinked with earthly trouble,
We, still hoping for its end.
4How such holy memories cluster,Like the stars when storms are past;Pointing up to that far heavenWe may hope to gain at last.
4How such holy memories cluster,
Like the stars when storms are past;
Pointing up to that far heaven
We may hope to gain at last.
12058s & 7s.Fleeting moments.Faintly flow, thou falling river,Like a dream that dies away;Down to ocean gliding ever,Keep thy calm, unruffled way:Time with such a silent motion,Floats along on wings of air,To eternity’s dark ocean,Burying all its treasure there.2Roses bloom and then they wither;Cheeks are bright, then fade and die;Shapes of light are wafted hither,Then, like visions, hurry by:Quick as clouds at evening drivenO’er the many-colored west,Years are bearing us to heaven—Home of happiness and rest.
8s & 7s.
Fleeting moments.
Faintly flow, thou falling river,Like a dream that dies away;Down to ocean gliding ever,Keep thy calm, unruffled way:Time with such a silent motion,Floats along on wings of air,To eternity’s dark ocean,Burying all its treasure there.
Faintly flow, thou falling river,
Like a dream that dies away;
Down to ocean gliding ever,
Keep thy calm, unruffled way:
Time with such a silent motion,
Floats along on wings of air,
To eternity’s dark ocean,
Burying all its treasure there.
2Roses bloom and then they wither;Cheeks are bright, then fade and die;Shapes of light are wafted hither,Then, like visions, hurry by:Quick as clouds at evening drivenO’er the many-colored west,Years are bearing us to heaven—Home of happiness and rest.
2Roses bloom and then they wither;
Cheeks are bright, then fade and die;
Shapes of light are wafted hither,
Then, like visions, hurry by:
Quick as clouds at evening driven
O’er the many-colored west,
Years are bearing us to heaven—
Home of happiness and rest.
12068s, 7s & 7s.Sweet it is to trust in thee.Through the day thy love hath spared us,Wearied, we lie down to rest;Through the silent watches guard us,Let no foe our peace molest.Father! thou our guardian be;Sweet it is to trust in thee.2Wandering in the land of strangers,Dwelling in the midst of foes,Us and ours preserve from dangers:In thy love we all repose.Father! thou our guardian be;Sweet it is to trust in thee.Kelly.
8s, 7s & 7s.
Sweet it is to trust in thee.
Through the day thy love hath spared us,Wearied, we lie down to rest;Through the silent watches guard us,Let no foe our peace molest.Father! thou our guardian be;Sweet it is to trust in thee.
Through the day thy love hath spared us,
Wearied, we lie down to rest;
Through the silent watches guard us,
Let no foe our peace molest.
Father! thou our guardian be;
Sweet it is to trust in thee.
2Wandering in the land of strangers,Dwelling in the midst of foes,Us and ours preserve from dangers:In thy love we all repose.Father! thou our guardian be;Sweet it is to trust in thee.
2Wandering in the land of strangers,
Dwelling in the midst of foes,
Us and ours preserve from dangers:
In thy love we all repose.
Father! thou our guardian be;
Sweet it is to trust in thee.
Kelly.
12078s & 7s.A child’s prayer.Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me;Bless thy little lamb to-night:Through the darkness be thou near me;Keep me safe till morning light.2All this day thy hand has led me,And I thank thee for thy care;Thou hast clothed me, warmed me, fed me,Listen to my evening prayer!3May my sins be all forgiven;Bless the friends I love so well;Take me, when I die, to heaven,Happy there with thee to dwell.May L. Duncan.
8s & 7s.
A child’s prayer.
Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me;Bless thy little lamb to-night:Through the darkness be thou near me;Keep me safe till morning light.
Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me;
Bless thy little lamb to-night:
Through the darkness be thou near me;
Keep me safe till morning light.
2All this day thy hand has led me,And I thank thee for thy care;Thou hast clothed me, warmed me, fed me,Listen to my evening prayer!
2All this day thy hand has led me,
And I thank thee for thy care;
Thou hast clothed me, warmed me, fed me,
Listen to my evening prayer!
3May my sins be all forgiven;Bless the friends I love so well;Take me, when I die, to heaven,Happy there with thee to dwell.
3May my sins be all forgiven;
Bless the friends I love so well;
Take me, when I die, to heaven,
Happy there with thee to dwell.
May L. Duncan.
120810s & 6s.At peace with all the world, etc.The day is ended. Ere I sink to sleep,My weary spirit seeks repose in thine;Father! forgive my trespasses, and keepThis little life of mine.2With loving kindness curtain thou my bed,And cool in rest my burning pilgrim feet;Thy pardon be the pillow for my head—So shall my sleep be sweet.3At peace with all the world, dear Lord, and thee,No fears my soul’s unwavering faith can shake;All’s well, whichever side the grave for meThe morning light may break!Kimball.
10s & 6s.
At peace with all the world, etc.
The day is ended. Ere I sink to sleep,My weary spirit seeks repose in thine;Father! forgive my trespasses, and keepThis little life of mine.
The day is ended. Ere I sink to sleep,
My weary spirit seeks repose in thine;
Father! forgive my trespasses, and keep
This little life of mine.
2With loving kindness curtain thou my bed,And cool in rest my burning pilgrim feet;Thy pardon be the pillow for my head—So shall my sleep be sweet.
2With loving kindness curtain thou my bed,
And cool in rest my burning pilgrim feet;
Thy pardon be the pillow for my head—
So shall my sleep be sweet.
3At peace with all the world, dear Lord, and thee,No fears my soul’s unwavering faith can shake;All’s well, whichever side the grave for meThe morning light may break!
3At peace with all the world, dear Lord, and thee,
No fears my soul’s unwavering faith can shake;
All’s well, whichever side the grave for me
The morning light may break!
Kimball.
120910s & 4s.I will sing of the mercies, etc.Father supreme! thou high and holy One!To thee we bow;Now, when the burden of the day is gone,Devoutly, now.2From age to age unchanging, still the sameAll-good thou art;Hallowed for ever be thy reverend nameIn every heart!3When the glad morn upon the hills was spread,Thy smile was there;Now, as the darkness gathers overhead,We feel thy care.4Night spreads her shade upon another dayFor ever past;So, o’er our faults, thy love, we humbly pray,A vail may cast.5Silence and calm, o’er hearts by earth distrest,Now sweetly steal;So every fear that struggles in the breastShall faith conceal.6Thou, through the dark, wilt watch above our sleepWith eye of love;And thou wilt wake us, when the sunbeams leapThe hills above.7O, may each heart its gratitude expressAs life expands,And find the triumph of its happinessIn thy commands!
10s & 4s.
I will sing of the mercies, etc.
Father supreme! thou high and holy One!To thee we bow;Now, when the burden of the day is gone,Devoutly, now.
Father supreme! thou high and holy One!
To thee we bow;
Now, when the burden of the day is gone,
Devoutly, now.
2From age to age unchanging, still the sameAll-good thou art;Hallowed for ever be thy reverend nameIn every heart!
2From age to age unchanging, still the same
All-good thou art;
Hallowed for ever be thy reverend name
In every heart!
3When the glad morn upon the hills was spread,Thy smile was there;Now, as the darkness gathers overhead,We feel thy care.
3When the glad morn upon the hills was spread,
Thy smile was there;
Now, as the darkness gathers overhead,
We feel thy care.
4Night spreads her shade upon another dayFor ever past;So, o’er our faults, thy love, we humbly pray,A vail may cast.
4Night spreads her shade upon another day
For ever past;
So, o’er our faults, thy love, we humbly pray,
A vail may cast.
5Silence and calm, o’er hearts by earth distrest,Now sweetly steal;So every fear that struggles in the breastShall faith conceal.
5Silence and calm, o’er hearts by earth distrest,
Now sweetly steal;
So every fear that struggles in the breast
Shall faith conceal.
6Thou, through the dark, wilt watch above our sleepWith eye of love;And thou wilt wake us, when the sunbeams leapThe hills above.
6Thou, through the dark, wilt watch above our sleep
With eye of love;
And thou wilt wake us, when the sunbeams leap
The hills above.
7O, may each heart its gratitude expressAs life expands,And find the triumph of its happinessIn thy commands!
7O, may each heart its gratitude express
As life expands,
And find the triumph of its happiness
In thy commands!
1210P. M.Fading, still fading.Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining;Father in heaven! the day is declining;Safety and innocence flee with the light,Temptation and danger walk forth with the night;From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime,Shield us from danger and keep us from crime!Father! have mercy, thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord! Amen!2Father in heaven! O, hear when we call,Hear for Christ’s sake, who is Saviour of all!Feeble and fainting, we trust in thy might;In doubting and darkness, thy love be our light!Let us sleep on thy breast while the night taper burns,Wake in thy arms when morning returns.Father! have mercy, thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord! Amen!
P. M.
Fading, still fading.
Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining;Father in heaven! the day is declining;Safety and innocence flee with the light,Temptation and danger walk forth with the night;From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime,Shield us from danger and keep us from crime!Father! have mercy, thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord! Amen!
Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining;
Father in heaven! the day is declining;
Safety and innocence flee with the light,
Temptation and danger walk forth with the night;
From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime,
Shield us from danger and keep us from crime!
Father! have mercy, thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord! Amen!
2Father in heaven! O, hear when we call,Hear for Christ’s sake, who is Saviour of all!Feeble and fainting, we trust in thy might;In doubting and darkness, thy love be our light!Let us sleep on thy breast while the night taper burns,Wake in thy arms when morning returns.Father! have mercy, thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord! Amen!
2Father in heaven! O, hear when we call,
Hear for Christ’s sake, who is Saviour of all!
Feeble and fainting, we trust in thy might;
In doubting and darkness, thy love be our light!
Let us sleep on thy breast while the night taper burns,
Wake in thy arms when morning returns.
Father! have mercy, thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord! Amen!