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The deepest shades no more disguise,
Than the full blaze of day. 3 Whom thou dost guard, O King of kings,
No evil shall molest:
Shall they securely rest.
Their constant stations keep:
For thou dost never sleep.
And heavenly thoughts refresh'd,
And bless Thee, ever bless'd. Guernsey.] HYMN 498. C. M. 1
IVER and Guardian of my sleep,
For thine own mercy's sake. 2 The blessing of another day
thankfully receive : O may I only thee obey,
And to thy glory live!
Its cruel power suspend,
In perfect peace shall end.
My words and thoughts restrain:
Nor let my faith be vain.
When all I am shall own thy power,
And call my Jesus King
Lyminge.] HYMN 499. 6 lines 8's.
THEN quiet in my house I sit,
My joy thy sayings to repeat,
Talk o'er the records of thy will:
Till every heartfelt word be mine. 2 O may the gracious words divine,
Subject of all my converse be!
And walk and talk himself with me:
And burn with everlasting love. 3 Oft as I lay me down to rest,
O may the reconciling word
While on the bosom of my Lord
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. Guernsey.] HYMN 500. C. M. 1 Osalutes thy waking eyes;
NCE more, my soul, the rising day Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay.
To Him that rules the skies. 2 Night unto night his name repeats,
The day renews the sound:
Wide as the heavens on which he sits,
To turn the seasons round.
My tongue shall speak his praise ;
But yet his wrath delays.
Whilst I enjoy the light;
And bring a pleasing night.
Devotion.] HYMN 501. C. M.
A I am for :
Nor would I dare to sin.
From cares and bus'ness free,
With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this evening sacrifice;
And when my work is done,
Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus, with my thoughts compos'd to peace,
I'll give mine eyes to sleep;
And will my slumbers keep.
Paradise.] HYMN 502. C. M.
ORD, in the morning thou shalt hear
To thee will I direct my prayer,
To thee lift up mine eye.
2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone,
To plead for all his saints,
Our songs and our complaints.
The wicked shall not stand,
Nor dwell at thy right-hand. 4 O may thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness !
And plain before my face.
To taste thy mercies there;
And worship in thy fear.
Wormley.) HYMN 503. S. M. 1
EE how the morning sun,
u ' And wide proclaims his Maker's praise,
With ev'ry bright’ning ray. 2 Thus would my rising soul,
Its heav'nly Parent sing ; And to its great Original,
The humble tribute bring. 3 Serene I laid me down,
Beneath his guardian care ;
My kind Preserver near”4 My life I would anew,
Devote, O Lord, to thee;
A long eternity.
Petersburgh.] HYMN 504. L. M. 1 Y God, how endless is thy love!
And morning mercies from above,
Gently descend like early dew. 2 Thou spread’st the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours; Thy sov’reign word restores the light;
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 3 I yield myself to thy command;
To thee devote my nights and days ;
Demand perpetual songs of praise.
Dunkirk.] HYMN 505. 8 lines 7's.
MNIPRESENT God, whose aid,
Be this night about my bed,
Ev'ry evil thought restrain,
God of my unguarded hours !
Hell, and earth, and nature's pow'rs. 2 0 thou jealous God! come down,
God of spotless purity ;
Consecrate my heart to thee:
Songs in the night season give;
Let me die to thee, and live. 3 Let me of thy life partake,
Thy own holiness impart;
With my Saviour in my heart!,