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3 With prayer our humble praise we bring
For mercies day by day;
Lord, teach our hearts Thy love to sing,
Lord, teach us how to pray:
All that we have, and are, to Thee
We offer through eternity.

8 ORTH in Thy name, O Lord, we go,
Our daily labour to pursue;
Thee, only Thee, resolved to know
In all we think, or speak, or do.

2 The task Thy wisdom hath assigned
O let us cheerfully fulfil;
In all our works Thy presence find,
And prove Thy good and perfect will

3 Give us to bear Thy easy yoke,
And every moment watch and pray,
And still to things eternal look,
And hasten to Thy glorious day.

4 Fain would we still for Thee employ
Whate'er Thy bounteous grace hath given;
And run our course with even joy,
And closely walk with Thee to heaven.

9 ORD, in the morning Thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high :
To Thee will I direct my prayer,
To Thee lift up mine eye.

2 Thou art a God, before whose sight
The wicked shall not stand ;
Sinners shall ne'er be Thy delight,
Nor dwell at Thy right hand.

But to Thy house will I resort,
To taste Thy mercies there:

I will frequent Thine holy court,
And worship in Thy fear.

4 O lead me, Lord, and make Thy ways

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Direct before my face:
So shall my steps be righteousness,
And all my conflicts peace.

O-MORROW, Lord, is Thine,

Lodged in Thy sov’reign hand;
And, if its sun arise and shine,
It shines by Thy command.

2 The present moment flies,

And bears our life away :
O make Thy servants truly wise,
That they may live to-day.

Since on this winged hour
Eternity is hung,

Awaken by Thy mighty power
The aged and the young.

One thing demands our care;
Be that one thing pursued :

Lest, slighted once, the season fair
Should never be renewed.

To Jesus may we fly,
Swift as the morning light;

Lest life's young golden beams should die
In sudden, endless night.

LORY to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Under 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 die, that so I may
Triumphant rise at the last day.

4 O may my soul on Thee repose;
Thou with sweet sleep mine eyelids close;
Sleep that may me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.

5. When in the night I sleepless lie,
My soul with heavenly thoughts supply;
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
No powers of darkness me molest.

6 O when shall I in endless day
For ever chase dark sleep away,
And praise with the angelic choir
Incessant sing, and never tire

7 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.

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UN of my soul | Thou Saviour dear,
It is not night if Thou be near:
O may no earth-born cloud arise
To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes.

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.

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.

Thou Framer of the light and dark,
Steer through the tempest Thine own ark:
Amid the howling wintry sea
We are in port if we have Thee.

If some poor wandering child of Thine
Have spurned, to-day, the voice divine,
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin;
Let him no more lie down in sin.

Watch by the sick; enrich the poor
With blessings from Thy boundless store:
Be every mourner's sleep to-night
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light.

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.

NOTHER fleeting day is gone,
Swept from the records of the year;
And still with each successive sun
Life's fading visions disappear.

2 Another fleeting day is gone !
And soon a fairer day shall rise,
A day whose never-setting sun
Shall pour his light o'er cloudless skies.

3 Another fleeting day is gone !
In solemn silence rest, my soul;
Bend low before His awful throne,
Who bids the morn and evening roll.

AVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing,
Ere repose our spirits seal :
Sin and want we come confessing,
Thou canst save and Thou canst heal.

2 Though destruction walk around us,
Though the arrow past us fly,
Angel guards from Thee surround us,
We are safe, if Thou art migh.

3 Though the night be dark and dreary,
Darkness cannot hide from Thee ;
Thou art He, who, never weary,
Watchest where Thy people be.

4 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing,
Ere repose our spirits seal :
Sin and want we come confessing,
Thou canst save and Thou canst heal.

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