For thou didst bless the infant train,

And we are less then they. $ Oh, let thy grace perform its parts

And let coutention cease; And shed abroad in ev'ry heart Thine everlasting peace.

C. M. 634.

Evening:
IN
INDULGENT Father, by wliose cite

I've pass'd another day,
Let me this night thy mercy share,

And teach me how to pray. * Show me my sins, and how to inourn

My guilt before thy face, Direct me, Lord, to Christ alone,

And save me by thy grace.
3 Let each returning night declare

The tokens of thy love;
And ev'ry hour thy grace prepare

My soul for joys above.
And when on earth I close my eyes,

To sleep in death's embrace,
Let me to heav'n and glory rise,

T'enjoy thy smiling face.

635.

S. M.
I THE day is past and gone,

The evening shades appear,
Oh, may I ever keep in mind,

The night of death draws near. 2 I lay my garments by,

Upon my bed to rest;
So death will soon remove me hence,

And leave my soul undrest. s Lord, keep me safe this night, Secure from all my feark;

May angels guard me while I sleep,

Till morning light appears. 4 And when I early rise,

To view th’ unwearied sun,
May I set out to win the prize,

And after glory run:
5 That when my days are past,

And I from time remove,
Lord, I may in thy bosom rest,

The bosom of thy love.

636.

P. M. 1 WHAT if death my sleep invade!

Should I be of death afraid?
Whilst encircled by thine arm,

Death may strike, but cannot harm, 2 What if beams of opening day

Shine around my breathless clay?
Brigliter visions from on high

Shall regale my mental eye.
3 Tender friends awhile may mouiti

Me from their embraces torn;
Dearer, belter friends I have
In the realms beyond the grave.
See the guardian-angels nigh
Wait to waft my soul on high!
See the golden gates display'd!

See the crown to grace my head! 5 See a flood of sacred light,

Which no more shall yield to niglet! Transitory world, farewell!

Jesus calls with him to dwell!
6 With thy heavenly presence blest,

Death is life, and labour rest:
Welcome sleep, or death to me,
Still secure, for still with thee.

C. M. 637.

Evening Hymn. Now, from the altar of our hearts

Let incense flames arise; Assist us, Lord, to offer up

Our evening sacrifice. 2 Awake, our love, awake, our joy;

Awake, our heart and tongue: Sleep not when mercies loudly cal.

Break forth into a song.
8 Minutes and mercies multiply'd

Have made up all this day;
Minutes came quick, but mercies were

More fleet and free than they. 4 New time, new favours, and new joys,

Do a new song require;
Till we shall praise thee as we would,

Accept our heart's desire. 5 Lord of our time, whose hand hath set

New time upon our score;
Thee may we praise for all our time,

When time shall be no more!

C. M. 638.

Lord's Day Evening. 1 WHEN, 0 dear Jesus when shall I

Beliold thee all serene;
Blest in perpetual sabbath-day,

Without a veil between!
2 Assist me, while I wander here,

Amidst a world of cares;
Incline my heart to pray with love,

And then accept my prayers.
3 Release my soul from every chain,

No more hell's captive led; And pardon a repenting child, For wliom the Saviour bled

4 Spare me, my God, O spare the soul

That gives itself to thee; Take all that I possess below,

And give thyself to me.
5 Thy Spirit, O my Father, give,

To be my guide and friend,
To light my path to ceaseless joys,
To sabbaths without end.

L. M. 639.

Lord's Day Evening. i LORD, how delightful 'tis to see

A whole assembly worship thee; At once they sing, at once they pray!

They hear of heaven, and learn the way. % I have been there, and still would go;

'Tis like a little heaven below: Not all that hell or sin can say,

Shall tempt me to forget this day. 30 write upon my mem'ry, Lord,

The text and doctrine of thy word;
That I may break thy laws no more,
But love thee better than before.
With thoughts of Christ and things divine
Fill up this foolish heart of mine;
That hoping pardon through his blood,
I may lie down and wake with God.

C. M. 640.

An Everung Song. 1

DREAD Sov?reign, let my evening song Assist the offerings of my tongue

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

Thy hand was still my guard, And still to drive my wants away Thy mercy stood prepar'd.

3 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 minutes roll!
5 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.
0 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood

I lay me down to rest,
As in the embraces of my God,
Or on my Saviour's breast,

C. M.
611. Midnight Thoughts recollected.
TWAS in the watches of the night

I thought upon thy pow'r,
I kept thy lovely face in sight

Amidst the darkest hour.
8 My flesh lay resting on my bed,

My soul arose on high:
"My God, my life, my hope,” I said,

*Bring thy salvation nigh.'
3 My spirit labours up thine bill,

And climbs the heavenly road;
But thy right hand upholds me still,

While I pursue my God.
4 'l'hy mercy stretches o'er my head

The shadow of thy wings:
My heart rejoices in thine aid,

My tongue awakes and sings.
642.

(407.) C. M. i LORD! thou wilt hear me when I pray I am for ever tline: