I 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.
20 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.
3 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!
4 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.
1 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.
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;
To die, that this vile body may
Rise glorious at the awful day.
4 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.
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 may my Guardian, while I sleep,
Close to my bed his vigils keep;
His love angelical instil,
Stop all the avenues of ill.
7 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.
8 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.
1 IN mercy, Lord, remember me,
This instant passing night;
And grant to me most graciously
The safe-guard of thy might.
2 With cheerful heart I close my eyes
Since Thou wilt not remove :
O, in the morning let me rise
Rejoicing in thy love!
3 Or, if this night should prove the last,
And end my transient days; .
Lord, take me to thy promised rest,
Where I may sing thy praise.
4 Thus I am sure to live or die
To Thee the God of love;
In life and death I do rely
On Thee who reign'st above.
1 WITH Thee I lay me down to sleep,
To Thee I will commend me,
I trust, my Guardian, Thou wilt keep,
And in this night attend me :
Of death I'm not afraid,
Nor world nor hell I dread;
For who with Jesus shuts his eyes,
He also does with Jesus rise.
2 As oft this night as my pulse beats,
My spirit shall adore Thee;
Oft as my heart its throb repeats,
My soul shall bow before Thee.
Thus I to sleep recline;
Lord Jesus! I am thine;
Yea, my Redeemer! Thou art mine,
And I am now for ever thine.
1 DREAD Sovereign, let our evening songs Like holy incense rise:
Assist the offerings of our tongues,
To reach the lofty skies.
2 Through all the dangers of the day
Thy hand was still our guard:
And still to drive our wants away,
Thy mercy stood prepared.
3 Perpetual blessings from above
Encompass us around;
But ah! how few returns of love
Hath our Redeemer found!
4 What have we done for Him who died,
To save our sinful souls?
Alas! our sins are multiplied,
Fast as each minute rolls.
5 Yet with these guilty hearts of ours,
Lord, to thy cross we flee;
And yield them up with all their powers,
To be renew'd by Thee.
1 AUTHOR of the whole creation,
Light of light, eternal Word!
Soul and body's preservation
I commit to Thee, O Lord!
My Redeemer, dwell in me,
Let me sleep and wake with Thee,
And perceive thy benediction,
Both in joy and in affliction.
2 When I close mine eyes in slumber
And my senses are asleep,
Let my waking heart, the number
Of thy mercies tell and keep;
Fill me with thy sacred love,
That I dream of things above,
And bestow on me the favour
Of thy presence, gracious Saviour.
3 Pardon, Jesus, each transgression,
Whether open or unknown,
Thus removing that oppression
Under which I else should groan;
I confess the guilt of ́sin,
But thy blood can make me clean;
Hear, O Lord, my supplication,
Grant me joy and consolation.
1 My God, I now from sleep awake, The sole possession of me take; From midnight terrors me secure,
And guard my heart from thoughts impure. 2 Bless'd angels, while we silent lie, You Hallelujahs sing on high; You joyful hymn the Ever-blest, Before the throne, and never rest. 3 I with your choir celestial join, In offering up a hymn divine;
With you in heaven I hope to dwell,
And bid the night and world farewell.
4 My soul, when I shake off this dust,
Lord, in thy arms I will intrust:
O make me thy peculiar care,
Some mansion for my soul prepare.
5 Give me a place at thy saints' feet,
Or some fall'n angel's vacant seat;
I'll strive to sing as loud as they,
Who sit above in brighter day.
6 0 may I always ready stand,
With my lamp burning in my hand;
May I in sight of heaven rejoice,
Whene'er I hear the Bridegroom's voice.
7 All praise to Thee, in light array'd,
Who light thy dwelling-place hast made:
A boundless ocean of bright beams
From thy all-glorious God-head streams.
8 Blest Jesus, Thou on heaven intent,
Whole nights hast in devotion spent;
But I, frail creature, soon am tired,
And all my zeal is soon expired.
9 Shine on me, Lord, new life impart,
Fresh ardours kindle in my heart;
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