MORNING. ALL praise to Thee who safe hast kept, 11 And hast refreshed me while I slept; Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,

I may of endless life partake,
2 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew;

Disperse my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,

And with Thyself my spirit fill.
3 Direct, control, suggest, this day,

All I design or do or say ;
That all my powers, with all their might,

In Thy sole glory may unite, 4 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.

TIMELY happy, timely wise,

Hearts that with rising morn arise ; Through sleep and darkness safely brought,

Restor'd to life, to pow'r and thought. 2 New mercies each returning day

Hover around us as we pray;
New perils past, new sins forgiv'n,

New thoughts of God, new hopes of heav'n. 3 Only, O Lord, in Thy great love

Fit us for perfect rest above;
And help us this, and ev'ry day,
To live more nearly as we pray.

3 OPEN thine eyes, my soul, and see

The light of day restor’d to thee; And lift thine heart and choose the way

Thou mean'st to travel through the day. 2 Think of the dangers thou may'st meet,

And watch with care thy sliding feet;
Think where thou once hast fall'n before,

And mark the place, and fall no more. 3 Think of the helps thy God bestows,

And cast to steer thy course by those :
Think of the comfort thou didst feel

When thou didst well, and do so still. 4 Guard Thou, O Lord, my daily course :

Draw me with love's constraining force;
Still may I walk, and heav'n-ward tend
By Christ the way, to Thee mine end.

M Y God, how endless is Thy love,

VI Thy gifts are ev'ry ev’ning new ; And morning mercies from above Gently distil like early dew. 2 Thou spread'st the curtain of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; Again Thy word restores the light,

And quickens all my drowsy pow'rs. 3 I yield my pow'rs to Thy command,

To Thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual mercies from Thy hand,
Demand perpetual songs of praise.

5 CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies ;

Christ, the true and only light;
Sun of righteousness, arise,

Triumph o'er the shades of night:
Day-spring from on high, impart

Light to cheer my clouded heart: 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn,

Unenlighten'd, Lord, by Thée;
Joyless is the day's return,

Till Thy brightning beams we see :
Till those brightning beams impart

Light to cheer my clouded heart.
3 Visit, Lord, this soul of mine,

Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
Scatter with Thy rays divine

All the mists of unbelief;
- Day-spring from on high, impart
: Light to cheer my clouded heart.

6 GUArough the

EVENING.
QUARD me, 0 Thou gracious Saviour,

Through the perils of the night:
May Thy presence and Thy favour,

Turn my darkness into light.
2 Whether waking, Lord, or sleeping,

May my thoughts be still with Thee : Take me to Thy care and keeping,

Watch, preserve, and comfort me.

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EU LASS
Lueng in the midst otras
Ce mad ours preserve from đangun;

Aud uben life's sad dar is pas
Pest with Thee in bearen at last.