4

O may my foul on thet repose, And with fweet fleep my eyelids clofe; Sleep that may me more vig'rous make, To serve my GOD when I awake. 5 Let my bleft guardian, while I fleep, Close to my bed his vigils keep; ~ Let no vain dreams disturb my reft, No pow'rs of darkness me moleft. 6 Praise GOD, from whom all bleffings flow; Praise him, all creatures here below; Praise him above, ye heav'nly host: Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

LORD'S DAY MORNING.

I TO-DAY GOD bids the faithful rest,
To day he show'rs his grace;

"Seek ye my face," the LORD hath faid:
LORD, we will seek thy face.

2 Come, let us leave the things of earth,
With God's affembly join;

Lo! heaven defcends to welcome man
To tafte the things divine!

3 We come, dear Saviour, lo! we come, LORD of our life and foul;

We come difeas'd, and faint, and fick;
Be pleas'd to make us whole.

4 We thirft, and fly to thee, O LORD,
Thou fountain-head of good;
Filthy we come, and all unclean;
O cleanse us in thy blood.

5 O may we please our GOD to-day,
May that be all our care!
Give, LORD, thy grace, left evil thoughts
Should mingle in our pray❜r.

6 Amidst th' affembly of thy faints
Let us be faithful found;

And let us join in humble pray'r,
And in thy praise abound.

7 Let thy good Spirit help our fouls
With faith thy word to hear;
Be with us in thy temple, LORD,
And let us find thee near.

I

HYMN 311.

LORD'S DAY EVENING.

W

HEN, O dear JESUS, when fhall I
Behold thee all ferene;

Bleft in perpetual fabbath-day,
Without a veil between?

2 Affift me while I wander here,

Amidst a world of cares

s;

Incline my heart to pray with love,
And then accept my pray❜rs.

3 Release

3 Releafe my foul from ev'ry chain, No more hell's captive led; And pardon a repenting child,

For whom the Saviour bled.

4 Spare me, O GOD, O fpare the foul
That gives itfelf to thee;
Take all that I poffefs below,
And give thyfelf to me.

5 Thy Spirit, O my Father, give,
To be my guide and friend;
To light my way to ceafelefs joys,
Where fabbaths never end.

A

HYMN

312.

FOR NEW-YEAR'S-D A Y.

ND now, my foul, another year
Of thy fhort life is past;

I cannot long continue here,
And this may be my laft.

2 Much of my dubious life is gone,
Nor will return again;

And fwift my paffing moments run,
The few that yet remain.

3 Awake, my foul, with utmost care
Thy true condition learn;

What are thy hopes, how fure, how fair, And what thy great concern.

4 Now a new scene of time begins,
Set out afresh for heaven;
Seek pardon for thy former fins,
In CHRIST fo freely given.

5 Devoutly yield thyself to God,
And on his grace depend;

With zeal pursue the heav'nly road,
Nor doubt a happy end.

HYMN

313

ANOTHER.

I

TH

'HE LORD of earth and sky,
The GOD of ages praise!
Who reigns enthron'd on high,
Ancient of endless days;

Who lengthens out our trial here,
And spares us yet another year.
2 Barren and wither'd trees,

We cumber'd long the ground;
No fruit of holinefs

On our dead fouls was found;
Yet did he us in mercy spare
Another, and another year.

3

When justice bare'd the sword,
To cut the fig-tree down,

The pity of our LORD

Cry'd-" Let it still alone :"

The Father mild inclin'd his ear,
And spar'd us yet another year.

4 JESUS, thy fpeaking blood
From GoD obtain'd the grace,
Who therefore hath bestow'd
On us a longer space :

Thou didst in our behalf appear,
And lo! we fee another year.

5 Then dig about our root,

Break up our fallow ground,
And let our gracious fruit

To thy great praise abound.
O let us all thy praise declare,
And fruit unto perfection bear.

W

HILE with ceafelefs courie the fun
Hafted thro' the former year,

Many fouls their race have run,

Never more to meet us here:

Fix'd in an eternal ftate,

They have done with all below;

We a little longer wait,

But how little, none can know.

2 As the winged arrow flies
Speedily the mark to find,

As the light'ning from the fkies
Darts, and leaves no trace behind;