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2 Thy precious time misspent redeem :

4 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,

And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing

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NATURAL AND SACRED SEASONS. 5 All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept,

3 New mercies, each returning day, And hast refreshed me whilst I slept:

Hover around us while we pray: Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, New perils past, new sins forgiven, I may of endless light partake.

New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 6 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew;

4 If, on our daily course, our mind

Be set to hallow all we find,
Disperse my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,

New treasures still, of countless price,

God will provide for sacrifice. And with Thyself my spirit fill.

5 The trivial round, the common task, 7 Direct, control, suggest, this day,

Will furnish all we ought to ask; All I design, or do, or say;

Room to deny ourselves; a road That all my powers, with all their might,

To bring us daily nearer God. In Thy sole glory may unite.

6 Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love, 8 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow

Fit us for perfect rest above! Praise Him, all creatures here below;

And help us, this and every day, Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;

To live more nearly as we pray. Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

169. Tune-Ratisbon, 294. 6 line 7s. 168. Tune-Melcombe, 25.

L.M.
Unto you that fear My name shall the Sun of

Righteousness arise." His compassions fail not. They are new every

1 CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies, morning : great is Thy faithfulness.

U Christ, the true, the only Light, 10 TIMELY happy, timely wise,

Sun of Righteousness, arise, U Hearts that with rising morn arise !

Triumph o'er the shades of night! Eyes that the beam celestial view,

Dayspring from on high, be near! Which evermore makes all things new.

Daystar, in my heart appear ! 2 New every morning is the love

2 Dark and cheerless is the morn Our waking and uprising prove:

Unaccompanied by Thee; Through sleep and darkness safely brought, Joyless is the day's return, Restored to life and power and thought.

Till Thy mercy's beams I see

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Till they inward light impart, Glad my eyes, and warm my heart. 3 Visit, then, this soul of mine;

Pierce the gloom of sin and grief ;
Fill me, Radiancy Divine;
Scatter all my unbelief;
More and more Thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day.

Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,

No powers of darkness me molest. 6 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.

170. Tune-Evening Hymn, 15.

L.M. “ I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep; for Thou,

Lord, only makest me dwell in safety."
1 ALL praise to Thee, my God, this night,

A For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,

Beneath Thine 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 eyelids 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;

171. Tane-Walton, 43.

L.M.
Abide with us.”
1 CUN of my soul, Thou Saviour dear!

D It is not night if Thou be near;
O may no earth-born cloud arise,

To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes !
2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My wearied eyelids gently steep,
Be my last thought, how sweet to rest

For ever on my Saviour's breast !
3 Abide with me from morn till eve,

For without Thee I cannot live;
Abide with me when night is nigh,

For without Thee I dare not die.
4 If some poor wandering child of Thine

Have spurned to-day the voice divine,
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin-

Let him no more lie down in sin.
5 Watch by the sick, enrich the poor
With blessings from Thy boundless store;

Be every mourner's sleep to-night,
I Like infant's slumbers, pure and light.

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2 Though destruction walk around us,

Thougn the arrows past us fly, Angel-guards from Thee surround us,

We are safe if Thou art nigh. 3 Though the night be dark and dreary,

Darkness cannot hide from Thee; Thou art He who, never weary,

Watchest where Thy people be. 4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us,

And our couch become our tomb, May the morn in heaven awake us,

Clad in light and deathless bloom.

172. Tuno-Nutfield, 313. 8,4,8,4,8,8,8,4.
The Lord shall command His loving-kindness in the
daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me."
1 MOD, that madest earth and heaven,

U Darkness and light;
Who the day for toil hast given,

For rest the night;
May Thine angel-guards defend us !
Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us !
Holy dreams and hopes attend us

This livelong night!
2 Guard us waking, guard us sleeping;

And, when we die,
May we, in Thy mighty keeping,

All peaceful lie!
When the last dread trump shall wake us,
Do not Thou, our Lord, forsake us ;
But to reign in glory take us

With Thee on high !

SEED-TIME AND HARVEST.

174.
Tune-Newton, 131.

C.M. While the earth remaineth, seed-time and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night, shall not cease." 1 TOUNTAIN of mercy! God of love!

I How rich Thy bounties are !
The rolling seasons, as they move,

Proclaim Thy constant care.
2 When in the bosom of the earth

The sower hid the grain,
Thy goodness marked its secret birth,

And sent the early rain.
3 The spring's sweet influence was Thine,

The plants in beauty grew;

173. Tune-Italian Chorale, 350. 8,7,8,7.
Neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling."
1 SAVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing,

D Ere repose our spirits seal;
Sin and want we come confessing :

Thou canst save and Thou canst heal.

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Thou gav'st refulgent suns to shine,

And mild refreshing dew.
4 These various mercies from above

Matured the swelling grain;
A yellow harvest crowns Thy love,

And plenty fills the plain.
5 Seed-time and harvest, Lord, alone

Thou dost on man bestow;
Let him not then forget to own

From whom his blessings flow! 6 Fountain of love! our praise is Thine ;

To Thee our songs we'll raise,
And all created nature join

In sweet harmonious praise !

4 Thine too by right, and ours by grace,

The wondrous growth unseen,
The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace,

The love that shines serene. 5 So grant the precious things brought forth

By sun and moon below,
That Thee in Thy new heaven and earth
We never may forego.

175.

Tuno-Dunfermline, 88. C.M. The eyes of all wait upon Thee, O Lord; and Thou

givest them their meat in due season.” 1 I ORD, in Thy name Thy servants plead,

1 And Thou hast sworn to hear;
Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed,

The fresh and fading year. 2 Our hope, when autumn winds blew wild,

We trusted, Lord, with Thee;
And now that spring has on us smiled,

We wait on Thy decree.
3 The former and the latter rain,

The summer sun and air,
The green ear and the golden grain,

176. Tune-St. George's, Windsor, 303. 8 line 78. The harvest is the end of the world, and the reapers

are the angels."
1 COME, ye thankful people, come,

U Raise the song of Harvest-home!
All is safely gathered in,
Ere the winter storms begin :
God, our Maker, doth provide
For our wants to be supplied :-
Come to God's own temple, come,

Raise the song of Harvest-home! 2 All the world is God's own field,

Fruit unto His praise to yield;
Wheat and tares together sown,
Unto joy or sorrow grown:
First the blade, and then the ear,
Then the full corn shall appear:
Lord of Harvest, grant that we

Wholesome grain and pure may be. 3 For the Lord our God shall come,

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