178. CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies, Christ, the true, the only light; Sun of Righteousness, arise, Triumph o'er the shades of night; Day-spring from on high, be near; Day-star, in our hearts appear. Dark and cheerless is the morn, Unaccompanied by Thee; Joyless is the day's return Till Thy mercy's beams we see ; Lord, Thy inward light impart, Cheering each benighted heart. Visit every soul of Thine, Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Fill us, Lord, with light divine, Scatter all our unbelief ; To the Father, throned in heaven, To the Saviour, Christ, His Son, Everlasting Three in One : 179. FORTH TH in Thy Name, O Lord, we go, Our daily labour to pursue ; In all we think, or speak, or do. O let us cheerfully fulfil ; And prove Thy good and perfect will. To spend for Thee what Thou hast given, Till with Thy saints we enter heaven. Let praise for evermore ascend : The heavenly life that knows no end. • men 180. GLORY to Thee, my God, this night, Teach me to live, that I may dread For all the blessings of the light ; The grave as little as my bed ; Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, O let my soul on Thee repose ! To serve my God when I awake. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; 181. THROUGH the day Thy love has spared us; Wearied, we lie down to rest : JESUS, Thou our Guardian be ; Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, Dwelling in the midst of foes, And, when life's sad day is past, A. men. |