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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.
I've pass'd another day,
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.
The tokens of thy love;
My soul for joys above.
To sleep in death's embrace,
T'enjoy thy smiling face.
The evening shades appear,
The night of death draws near. 2 I lay my garments by,
Upon my bed to rest;
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,
And after glory run:
And I from time remove,
The bosom of thy love.
P. M. 1 WHAT if death my sleep invade!
Should I be of death afraid?
Death may strike, but cannot harm, 2 What if beams of opening day
Shine around my breathless clay?
Shall regale my mental eye.
Me from their embraces torn;
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!
Death is life, and labour rest:
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.
Have made up all this day;
More fleet and free than they. 4 New time, new favours, and new joys,
Do a new song require;
Accept our heart's desire. 5 Lord of our time, whose hand hath set
New time upon our score;
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;
Without a veil between!
Amidst a world of cares;
And then accept my prayers.
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.
To be my guide and friend,
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;
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
Hath my Creator found.
To save my wretched soul!
Fast as my minutes roll!
To thy dear cross I flee,
To be renew'd by thee.
I lay me down to rest,
I thought upon thy pow'r,
Amidst the darkest hour.
My soul arose on high:
*Bring thy salvation nigh.'
And climbs the heavenly road;
While I pursue my God.
The shadow of thy wings:
My tongue awakes and sings.
(407.) C. M. i LORD! thou wilt hear me when I pray I am for ever tline: