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6 May I, like you, in God delight,
Have all day long my God in sight;
Perform, like you, my Maker's will—
O may I never more do ill

7 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew ;
Scatter my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with Thyself my spirit fill.

8 Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say;
That all my powers, with all their might,
In thy sole glory may unite.

9 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.

233. Morning. 1 LoRD of my life, O may thy praise Employ my noblest powers, Whose goodness lengthens out my days, And fills the circling hours.

2 Preserved by thy almighty arm,
I passed the shades of night,
Serene, and safe from every harm,
And see returning light.

3 While many spent the night in sighs,
And restless pains and woes;
In gentle sleep I closed my eyes,
And undisturb’d repose.

4. When sleep, death's semblance, o'er me spread,

And I unconscious lay,
Thy watchful care was round my bed,
To guard my feeble clay.

5 Olet the same almighty care

My waking hours attend;

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From every danger, every snare,
My heedless steps defend.

Smile on my minutes as they roll
And guide my future days;

And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.

234.
Morning.
To-MoRRow, Lord, is thine,
Lodged in thy sovereign hand;

And, if its sun arise and shine,
It shines by thy command.

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,
Waken, by thine Almighty power,

The aged and the young.

One thing demands our care,

O be it still pursued:
Lest, slighted once, the season fair

Should never be renew’d.

To Jesus may we fly,

Swift as the morning light,
Lest life's young golden beams should die,

In sudden endless night.

235.

Morning.

IN sleep's serene oblivion laid,
I safely passed the silent night;
Again I see the breaking shade,
I drink again the morning light.

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New-born, I bless the waking hour,
Once more, with awe, rejoice to be,
My conscious soul resumes her power,
And springs, my guardian God, to Thee!

O guide me through the various maze, My doubtful feet are doom'd to tread; And spread thy shield's protecting blaze Where danger's press around my head.

A deeper shade shall soon impend,
A deeper sleep mine eyes oppress;
Yet then thy strength shall still defend,
Thy goodness still delight to bless.

That deeper shade shall break away,
That deeper sleep shall leave mine eyes;
Thy light shall give eternal day—
Thy love, the rapture of the skies!

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236.
Morning or Evening.

As every day, thy mercy spares,
Will bring its trials or its cares,
O Saviour, till my life shall end,
Be Thou my counsellor and friend;
Teach me thy precepts all divine,
And be thy great example mine.

When each day's scenes and labours close,
And wearied nature seeks repose,
With pardoning mercy, richly blest,
Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest:
And as each morning sun shall rise,
O lead me onward to the skies!

And at my life's last setting sun,
My conflicts o'er, my labours done,—
Jesus, thine heavenly radiance shed,
To cheer and bless my dying bed—
And from death's gloom my spirit raise,
To see thy face, and sing thy praise.

237.

Daily Prayer.

WHEN quiet in my house I sit
Thy book be my companion still,
My joy thy savings to repeat,
Talk o'er the records of thy will,
And search the oracles divine,
Till every heart-felt word be mine.

O may the gracious words divine,
Subject of all my converse be:
So will the Lord his follower join,
And walk and talk Himself with me;
So shall my heart his presence prove,
And burn with everlasting love.

Oft as I lay me down to rest,
O may the reconciling word
Sweetly compose my weary breast,
While on the bosom of my Lord,
I sink in blissful dreams away,
And visions of eternal day!

Rising to sing my Saviour's praise,
Thee may I publish all day long;
And let thy precious word of grace
Flow from my heart and fill my tongue!
Fill all my life with purest love,
And join me to the Church above.

238. Evening.

ALL praise to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light:
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Under thy own Almighty wings.

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.

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Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed;
To die, that this vile body may
Rise glorious at the awful day.

O may my soul on Thee repose,
And may sweet sleep mine eye-lids close;
Sleep that may me more vigorous make,
To serve my God when I awake.

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.

O may my Guardian, while I sleep,
Close to my bed his vigils keep;
His love angelical instil,
Stop all the avenues of ill.

May He celestial joy rehearse,
And thought to thought with me converse;
Or, in my stead, all the night long,
Sing to my God a grateful song.

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.

239. Evening.

IN mercy, Lord, remember me,
This instant passing night;

And grant to me most graciously
The safe-guard of thy might.

With cheerful heart I close my eyes
Since Thou wilt not remove:

O, in the morning let me rise
Rejoicing in thy love!

Or, if this night should prove the last,
And end my transient days; .

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