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[Aiternative Tunes Nos. 144, 174.]
| ORD, the day is fading

Give Thy holy Angels
In the golden West,

Charge to watch o'er me,
And in peace I lay me

May they, while I slumber,
Down and take my rest.

Guard me lovingly.

Underneath the shadow

Of Thy holy wing,
I will sleep till morning

Doth the daylight bring.

So when life is over,

And death comes to me,
May the Angels gently

Bear my soul to Thee. Amen.

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HEAR Thy children, gentle Saviour, l Gentle JESUS, look in pity 1 While we breathe our evening prayer, From Thy Glorious Throne above; Save us from all harm and danger,

Though we sleep, Thy heart is wakeful, Take us 'neath Thy sheltering care.

And for us it beats with love.

Guard us from the wiles of Satan

As we take our rest to-night ; Ever may bright Guardian Angels

Keep us in their watchful sight.

Shades of evening fast are falling,

Day is fading into gloom,
When the shades of death fall round us.

Take us to our heavenly home. Aven.

186 MORETON. 7.7.7.7.

ARTHUR H. BROWN.

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THE shadows of the evening hours And as 'tis only night's dark hours
I Fall from the dark’ning sky;

That bring the stars in sight,
And thick upon the fragrant flowers So 'midst those woes that must be ours
The dews of evening lie.

Be Thou our guiding Light.
Before Thy throne, O LORD most High,
We kneel at close of day;

May peace, the peace that comes from Look on Thy children from the sky,

Upon our hearts descend, [heaven, And hear us while we pray.

And to Thine Angels charge be given

Our weakness to defend.
Thy servants' sorrows and their fears Give rest upon our earthly way,
O do not Thou despise ;

Our eyes with slumber close,
But let their humble prayers and tears Though we must labour through the day,
Find favour in Thine eyes.

O grant us now repose. Amen.

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