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HROUGH the day Thy love has spared us;
Wearied we lie down to rest ;
Through the silent watches guard us;
Let no foe our peace molest:
Jesus, Thou 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 Thy love may we repose;
And, when life's short day is past,
Rest with Thee in heaven at last.

UNK is the sun's last beam of light,
And darkness wraps the world in night:
Christ light us with Thy heavenly ray,
Nor let our feet in darkness stray.

2 Thanks, Lord, that Thou throughout the day
Hast kept all grief and harm away;
That angels tarried round about
Our coming in and going out.

3 What we of wrong have done or said,
Let not on us the charge be laid;
That, through forgiveness blest,
In peaceful slumber we may rest.

4 Thy guardian angels round us place,
All evil from our couch to chase;
Both soul and body, while we sleep,
In safety, gracious Father, keep.


ATHER by Thy love and power
Comes again the evening hour;
Light has vanished, labours cease,
Weary creatures rest in peace:
We to Thee ourselves resign,
Let our latest thoughts be Thine!

Saviour ! Thou hast seen to-day
How, like sheep, we've gone astray;
Selfish wishes, thoughts of pride,
Secret sins Thou hast descried :
Blessed Saviour, yet through Thee
Pray that these may pardoned be.

Holy Spirit ! ere we sleep,
We with Thee will vigils keep :
Lead us on our sins to muse,
Truest penitence infuse,
Melt our spirits, mould our will,
Soften, strengthen, comfort still.

Blessed Trinity be near
Through the hours of darkness drear;
When the help of man is far,
Ye more clearly present are;
Guard us, till the morning rays
Wake us to a song of praise.

NTERVAL of grateful shade, Welcome to my weary head : By my heavenly Father blest, Now I give myself to rest.

Let Thine eye that cannot sleep
Night's defenceless watches keep;
Bless'd vicissitude to me—
Day and night, I’m still with Thee.

Midst the silence of the night, Mingling with those angels bright, Whose harmonious voices raise Ceaseless songs of worthiest praise.

Through the throng His gracious ear
Shall my tuneless accents hear;
And His Spirit shall diffuse
Gentler far than midnight dews.

What if death my sleep invade?
Should I be of death afraid
While encircled by Thine arm,
Death may strike, but cannot harm.

With Thy heavenly presence blest, Death is life, and labour rest: Welcome sleep or death to me, Still secure, for still with Thee!

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2 As Christ upon the cross
His head inclined,
And to His Father's hands
His parting soul resigned;

3 So now herself my soul
Would wholly give
Into His sacred charge,
In whom all spirits live :

4. So now beneath His eye
Would calmly rest,
Without a wish or thought
Abiding in the breast;

5 Save that His will be done,
Whate'er betide;
Dead to herself, and dead
In Him to all beside.

6 Thus would I live; yet now
Not I, but He
In all His power and love
Henceforth alive in me.

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S now the sun's declining rays
At eventide descend,
So life's brief day is sinking down
To its appointed end.

2 Lord, on the cross Thine arms were stretched,
To draw Thy people nigh:
O grant us, then, that cross to love,
And in those arms to die.

3 All glory to the Father be,
All glory to the Son,
All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee,
While endless ages run.

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BIDE with me, fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide: When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.

2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see:
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.

3 I need Thy presence every passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?
Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with


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