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9 GOD.

OD of my life, with grateful heart,

My ev'ning song I raise ;
But o Thy thousand, thousand gifts

Exceed my highest praise.
2 What shall I render for the care

Which me this day has kept ?
A thankful heart is all I have,

And that Thou wilt accept.
3 What sins and follies, holy God,

I may this day have done,
I would confess with grief, and pray

For pardon through Thy Son.

10 HEAR me, O God, when near Thy throne

My earnest cries ascend;
I plead Thy righteousness alone,

And on Thy grace depend.
2 Oft has that grace enlarg'd my heart,

Distress'd with anxious care :
Again Thy mercy, Lord, impart;

Again regard my prayer : 3 When night's dark shades are round me spread,

My ways I would rehearse,
In silent stillness on my bed,

And with my heart converse :
4 Safe in Thy shelt'ring care I trust

To sleep, my weary eyes:
And safe in death, my slumb'ring dust
Shall rest, again to rise.

11 GLORY to Thee, my God, this night,

For all the blessings of the light !
Keep me, o keep me, King of kings,
Beneath Thine own almighty wings.

2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,

The ill that I this day have done ;
That with the world, myself and Thee,

I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Teach me to live that I


dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die that so I

may Rise glorious at the awful day.

4 O may my soul on Thee repose,

And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close,
Sleep that may me more vigorous make

To serve my God when I awake. 5 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.


12 NOTHING know we of the

When the world shall pass away,
But we know the saints have reason

To expect a glorious day,
When the Saviour will return,
And his people cease to mourn.

2 O what sacred joys await them :

They shall see the Saviour then :
Those who now oppose and hate him,

Never can oppose again.
Brethren ! let us think of this :
All is ours if we are his.

3 Waiting for our Lord's returning,

Be it ours his word to keep;
Let our lamps be always burning,

Let us watch while others sleep:
Be no longer of the night,
Walk as children of the light.

13 HARK, the glad sound! the Saviour comes,

The Saviour promised long!
Let every heart prepare a throne,

And every voice a song.
2 He comes the prisoners to release,

In Satan's bondage held ;
The gates of brass before Him burst,

The iron fetters yield.
3 He comes the broken heart to bind,

The bleeding soul to cure,
And with the treasures of His grace,

To enrich the humble poor.
4 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace,

The welcome shall proclaim ;
And heaven's eternal arches ring

With Thy beloved Name.

14 Lo, He comes, with clouds descending,

Once for favour'd sinners slain,
Thousand thousand saints, attending,
Swell the triumph of his train !

Jesus comes, and comes to reign.
2 Every eye shall now behold him,

Rob'd in dreadful majesty ;
They who set at nought, and sold Him,
Pierc'd and nail'd Him to the tree,

Deeply wailing,
Shall the great Messiah see.
3 Now redemption, long expected,

See in solemn pomp appear!
All his saints, by man rejected,
Now shall meet Him in the air.

See the day of God appear!
4 Yea! Amen! let all adore Thee,

High on Thine exalted throne;
Saviour, take the power and glory,
Claim the kingdom for Thine own!

O come quickly!
Hallelujah! come, Lord, come!



ND will the Judge descend,

And must the dead arise :
And not a single soul escape

His all-discerning eyes?

2 How will my heart endure

The terrors of that day,
When earth and heaven before his face

Astonish’d, shrink away?
3 But ere that trumpet shakes

The mansions of the dead;
Hark, from the Gospel's gentle voice,

What joyful tidings bread:
4 Ye sinners, seek his grace,
Whose wrath


cannot bear; Fly to the shelter of his cross,

And seek salvation there.

16 COME, Thou long-expected Jesus,

Born to set Thy people frée ;
From our fears and sins release us,

Let us find our rest in Thee!
Israel's strength and consolation,

Hope of all the earth Thou art,
Dear desire of every nation,

Joy of every longing heart.
2 Born Thy people to deliver ;

Born a child, and yet a King;
Born to reign in us for ever;

Now Thy gracious kingdom bring!
By Thine own Eternal Spirit

Rule in all our hearts alone;
By Thine all-sufficient merit

Raise us to Thy glorious throne !

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