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155. c. M.
Anotheb day is past and gone,
O God, we bow to Thee; Again as nightly shades come on,
To Thy defence we flee.
Forgive us all the evil done,
The good undone, to-day;
Now, Father, and foraye.
When shall that day of gladness come,
Ne'er sinking in the west; That country and that blessed home,
Where none shall break our rest;
Where life shall be all love and peace, And pleasure without end;
Where golden harps, that never cease, With joyous hymns shall blend;
Where we, O God, preserved beneath
The shelter of Thy wing, For evermore Thy praise shall breathe,
And of Thy mercy sing? Amen.
Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear,
"When the soft dews of kindly sleep
Abide with me from morn till eve,
If some poor wandering child of Thine
Watch by the sick; enrich the poor
Come near and bless us when we wake,
157. L- M.
All praise to Thee, my God, this night
Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,
Teach me to live, that I may dread
O may my soul on Thee repose,
When in the night I sleepless lie,
Praise God from Whom all blessings flow;
158. 8-7, 8-7, 7-7.
Thbough the day Thy love hath spared us,
Now we lay us down to rest;
Let no foe our peace molest:
Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers,
Us and ours preserve from dangers;
And when life's sad day is past,
Best with Thee in heaven at last.
Three in One, let all adore Thee,
Saints on earth, and saints in heaven;
Every creature bow before Thee
And by grace dost us restore,
Praise to Thee for evermore. Amen.
Abide with me, fast falls the eventide,
Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day,
0 Thou who changest not abide with me.
1 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, O abide with me!
I fear no foe with Thee at hand to bless;
Hold Thou Thy Cross before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the
skies; Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain
shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord abide with me. Amen.
160. 6, 4, 6, 6.
The sun is sinking fast,
The daylight dies;
Her evening sacrifice.
As Christ upon the Cross
His head inclined,
His parting soul resigned;
So now herself my soul
Would wholly give
In Whom all spirits live;
So now beneath His eye