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Wide as the beaven on which he sits

To turn the season's round.

'Tis be supports my mortal frame,

My tongue shall speak bis praise ;
My sins would rouse his wrath to flame,

And yet his wrath delays.
On a poor worm thy power might tread,

And I could ne'er withstand ;
Thy justice might have crush'd me dead,

But mercy held thine hand.
A thousand wretched souls are Aed

Since the last setting sun,
And yet thou length’nest out my thread,

And yet my moments run.
Dear Lord, let all my hours be thine

Whilst I enjoy the light,
Then shall my sun in smiles decline,

And bring a pleasant night.




GLORY to thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, o keep me, King of kings,
Under thine own almighty wings.
Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son
The ills that I this day have done ;

That with the world, myself and thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Teach me to live that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed ;
Teach me to die that so I may
With joy behold the Judgment day.
And 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.
For death is life, and labour rest,
If with thy gracious presence blest :
Then welcome sleep, or death to me,
I'm still secure, for still with thee.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow,
Praise him all creatures here below ;
Praise him above ye heavenly host,
Praise Father, Son, and Holy-Ghost.

New Sabbath.

FOR all the blessings of this day,
Humble thanksgiving let us pay;
And when to endless day we soar,
Our souls shall praise for evermore.
Hail, dear Redeemer, live and reign!
Hail, holy Lamb, for sinners slain !

Preserver of the ransom'd race,
Exalted bigh in truth and grace.
Our Guide thou all this day hast been ;
O guard us from each nightly sin ;
Remain our Saviour still, and be
Our guard and friend eternally.

Providence. DREAD Sov’reign, let my evening song,

Like holy incense rise :
Assist the offerings of my tongue

To reach the lofty skies.
Through all the dangers of the day,

Thy hand has been my guard ;
And still to drive my wants away

Thy mercy stood prepared.
Perpetual blessings from above

Encompass me around;
But, oh, how few returns of love

Hath my Creator found!
What have I done for him that died

To save my wretched soul?
How are my follies multiplied,

Fast as my moments roll!
Lord, with this guilty heart of mine

To thy dear cross I flee,
And to thy grace my soul resign

To be renew'd by thee.

Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood

I lay me down to rest ;
As in th’embraces of my God,

As on my Saviour's breast. 399 warmwanan

Peru. 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.' Much 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. I lay my hody down to sleep,

Peace is the pillow for my head, While well-appointed angels keep

Their watchful stations' round my bed. In vain the sons of earth or hell

Tell me a thousand frightful things; My God in safety makes me dwell

Beneath the shadow of his wings. 400 sonrannarar

Smyrna. HOSANNA, with a cheerful sound,

To God's upholding hand,
Ten thousand snares attend us round,

And yet secure we stand.
That was a most amazing power

That raised us with a word,


And every day and every hour

We lean upon the Lord.
Our breath is forfeited by sin,

To God's revenging law;
We own thy grace, immortal King,

In every gasp we draw.
God is our Sun, whose daily light

Our joy and safety brings;
Our feeble flesh lies safe at night,

Beneath his shady wings. 401

Frome. TO heaven I lift my waiting eyes,

There all my hopes are laid :
The Lord that built the earth and skies,

Is my perpetual aid.
Their feet shall never slide to fall,

Whom he designs to keep;
His ear attends the softest call,

His eyes can never sleep.
IIe will sustain our weakest powers

With his almighty arm,
And watch our most unguarded hours

Against surprising barm.
Israel, rejoice, and rest secure,

Thy keeper is the Lord ;
His wakeful eyes employ his power

For thine eternal guard.


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