MORNING AND EVENING HYMNS. Erening, and morning, and at noon, will I pray and cry aloud ; and he shall hear my voice. Psalm lv. 17, Hymn 235. C. M. Vy voice shalt thou hear in the morning, O Lord. Psaim v. 3. A WAKE my son to meet the day; Unfold thy drowsy eyes, And burst the pond'rous chain that loads Thine active faculties. In my defenceless sleep: Who doth my slumbers keep. And arm my soul with grace; To prosecute thy ways. Thy radiant beams display, To everlasting day. 11 Hymn 236. C. M. thee. Psalm cxxxix. 12. Fatigu'd and spent we laid us down, Refresh'd and strong we rise. 2 Safe guarded by th' Almighty's arm, Securely we have slept! While he, who never sleeps, from harda Our sepseless bodies kept. To him who never sleeps : Our sleeping dust he keeps. A dying life prolongs ; Hymn 237. CM. I myself will awake early. Psalm lvii.8. 1Tthee let my first offerings rise, the day Swift as his glad'oing influence flies, And spotless as his ray. So oft vouchsaf'd before! And I that hand adore ! 1 And without guilt be gay! As vice or folly's cure; Patient to gain that gracious eod, May I the means endure. Still wiser than the past! Hymn 238. S. M. Jer. xxxi. 35. 1 EE the With every bright'ping ray. 2 Thus would my rising soul Its heavenly Parent sing; The humble tribute bring. 3 Serene I laid me down, Beneath his guardian care; I slept, and I awoke, and foun My kind Preserver near! 4 My life I would anew Devote, O Lord, to thee : A blest eternity SEFubowes his shining way; Hymn 239. P. M. Psalm lxxxiv. 10. O let me live to thee! What must fruition be? Nor can the heart conceive: Thou hast commanded me, to-day To live by faith, and I'll obey, Lord, help me to believe. Hymn 210. C. M. And the Lord shall cover him all the day long, and he shall dwell between his shoulders. Deut. xxxiii. 12. 1 TOSANNA, with a cheerful sound, Ten thousand snares attend us round, And yet secure we stand. That rais'd us with a word, We lean upon the Lord. That we shall end the day! For death stands ready at the door, To seize our lives away. Our joy and safety brings; Hymn 241. C. M. Psaim iv. 8. · GREAT Soy reign, let my ev’aing song, Like holy rise ; Assist the off'rivgs of my tongue, To reach the lofty skies. Thy hand was still my guard, Thy wercy stood prepar'd. Encompass me around, Hath my Creator found. To save niy wretched soul? Fast as my minutes roll ? To thy dear cross I fee; |