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GOD of my life, with grateful heart,

U 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.

7 SUN of my soul! Thou Saviour dear,

It is not night if Thou be near;
Oh! may no earth-born cloud arise,

To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes. 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep,

My wearied eyelids gently steep,
Be my last thought-How sweet to rest

For ever on my Saviour's breast!
3 Abide with me from morn till eve,

For without Thee I cannot live;
Abide with me when night is nigh,

For without Thee I dare not die.
4 Come near and bless us when we wake,

Ere through the world our way we take;
Till, in the ocean of Thy love
We lose ourselves in heaven above.

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THRO' the day Thy love hath spared us;
1 Now we lay us down to rest;
Through the silent watches guard us;

Let no foe our peace molest;
Jesus, now our Guardian be;

Sweet it is to trust in Thee.
2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers,

Dwelling in the midst of foes,
Us and ours preserve from dangers;

In Thine arms may we repose,
And when life's sad day is past,
Rest with Thee in heaven at last.

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GOD 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,

u 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 may dread

The grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to diem 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.

ADVENT
NOTHING know we of the season

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.

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