4 My spirit, in thy hands secure,
Fears no approaching ill;
For, whether waking or asleep,
Thou, Lord, art with me still.

5 Then will I daily to the world
Thy wondrous acts proclaim,
Whilst all with me shall praise and sing,
And bless thy sacred name.

6 At morn, at noon, at night, I'll still
The pleasing work pursue,

And thee alone will praise, to whom
All praise is ever due.

1019.

C. M.

A Morning Hosanna.

1 HOSANNA, with a cheerful sound,
To God's upholding hand!

WATTS.

Ten thousand snares attend us round,
And yet secure we stand.

2 That was a most amazing power
That raised us with a word;
And every day, and every hour,
We lean upon the Lord.

3 The rising morn cannot assure
That we shall end the day;
For death stands ready at the door
To hurry us away.

4 Our life is forfeited by sin

To God's most righteous law;
We own thy grace, immortal King,
In every breath we draw.

5 God is our sun, whose daily light
Our joy and safety brings;
Our feeble frame lies safe at night
Beneath his guardian wings.

1 THROUGH thy protecting care,
Kept till the dawning,
Taught to draw near in prayer,
Heed we the warning:
O thou great One in Three,
Gladly our souls would be
Evermore praising thee,
God of the morning.

2 God of our sleeping hours,
Watch o'er us waking,
All our imperfect powers
In thine hands taking:
In us thy work fülfil,
Be with thy children still,
Those who obey thy will
Never forsaking.

1021.

EVENING HYMNS.

12s & 11s.

ANON.

CHURCHMAN.

An Evening Hymn.

1 SEE, daylight is fading o'er earth and o'er ocean; The sun has gone down on the far-distant sea; O, now, in the hush of life's fitful commotion, We lift our tired spirits, blest Saviour, to thee. 2 Full oft wast thou found afar on the mountain,

As eventide spread her dark wing o'er the wave: Thou Son of the Highest, and life's endless fountain, Be with us, we pray thee, to bless and to save. 3 And oft as the tumult of life's heaving billow

Shall toss our frail bark, driving wild o'er night's deep Let thy healing wing be stretched over our pillow, And guard us from evil, though death watch our sleep. 4 To God, our great Father, whose throne is in heaven, Who dwells with the lowly and contrite in heart, To the Son and the Spirit all glory be given: One God, ever blessed and praiséd, thou art.

1022.

L. M.

Evening Reflections.

ANON.

1 STILL evening comes, with gentle shade,
Sweet harbinger of balmy rest
From toilsome hours and anxious thoughts
Revolving in the pensive breast.

2 Refulgent day in darkness sets;

The noisy crowds are hushed in sleep;
Harsh sounds to gentle murmurs turn,
As o'er the fields the zephyrs sweep.

3 The hour is sweet when tumults cease;
The scene obscured inspires my eye,
And darkness marks the loved retreat
Where pleasures live and sorrows die.

4 Retirement solemn, yet serene,

And undisturbed by human voice,
Invites repose on Jesus' arm,
And bids my soul in God rejoice.

1023.

L. M.

Evening Reflections.

WATTS.

1 THUS far the Lord has led me on;
Thus far his power prolongs my days;
And every evening shall make known
Some fresh memorial of his grace.

2 Much of my time has run to waste,
And I, perhaps, am near my home;
But he forgives my follies past;

He gives me strength for days to come.

3 I lay my body down to sleep;

Peace is the pillow for my head;
While well-appointed angels keep

Their watchful stations round my bed.

4 Thus, when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to break my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound.

1024.

C. M.

God's Goodness acknowledged.

WATTS.

1 DREAD Sovereign, let my evening song
Like holy incense rise;
Assist the offering of my tongue
To reach the lofty skies.

2 Through all the dangers of the day
Thy hand was still my guard;
And still to drive my wants away
Thy mercy stood prepared.

3 Perpetual blessings from above
Encompass me around;

But, O, how few returns of love
Hath my Redeemer found!

4 What have I done for him who died
To save my guilty soul?
Alas! my sins are multiplied,
Fast as my minutes roll.

5 Yet, with this guilty heart of mine,
Lord, to thy cross I flee,

And to thy grace my soul resign,
To be renewed by thee.

1025.

L. M.

Evening Reflections.

STEELE

1 GREAT God, to thee my evening song,
With humble gratitude, I raise;
O, let thy mercy tune my tongue,
And fill my heart with lively praise.

2 My days, unclouded as they pass,
And every gently-rolling hour,
Are monuments of wondrous grace,
And witness to thy love and power.

3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart,
Too oft regardless of thy love,
Ungrateful, can from thee depart,
And, fond of trifles, vainly rove.

4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood
Of Jesus: his dear name alone
I plead for pardon, gracious God,
And kind acceptance, at thy throne.
5 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close;
With sleep refresh my feeble frame;
Safe in thy care may I repose,
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And wake with praises to thy name.

1026.

78.

EPIS. COL.

Communion with God.

1 SOFTLY now the light of day
Fades upon our sight away;
Free from care, from labor free,
Lord, we would commune with thee.

2 Soon for us the light of day
Shall forever pass away;

Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take us, Lord, to dwell with thee.

1027.

7s & 6s.

SAC. SONGS.

Reflections at Sunset.

1 THE mellow eve is gliding
Serenely down the west;
So, every care subsiding,
My soul would sink to rest.
2 The woodland hum is ringing
The daylight's gentle close;
May angels, round me singing,
Thus hymn my last repose.

3 The evening star has lighted
Her crystal lamp on high;
So, when in death benighted,
May hope illume the sky.

4 In golden splendor dawning
The morrow's light shall break;
O, on the last bright morning
May I in glory wake.