MORNING AND EVENING HYMNS.
1 OH! timely happy, timely wise, Hearts that with rising morn arise! Eyes that the beam celestial view, Which evermore makes all things new! 2 New every morning is the love Our wakening and uprising prove; Through sleep and darkness safely brought, Restored to life, and power, and thought.
3 New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
4 If, on our daily course, our mind Be set to hallow all we find,
New treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice.
5 Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be, As more of heaven in each we see; Some softening gleams of love and prayer, Shall dawn on every cross and care.
1 AWAKE, my soul! and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice.
2 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praises to th' eternal King.
3 In conversation be sincere ;
Keep conscience, as the noontide, clear; Think how the all-seeing God thy ways And all thy secret thoughts surveys.
4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew; Scatter my sins like morning dew; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with thyself my spirit fill.
5 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.
Acknowledging God's Hand. Morning.
1 WHAT Secret hand, at morning light, Softly unseals mine eye,
Draws back the curtain of the night, And opens earth and sky;
2 'Tis thine, my God, the same that kept My resting hours from harm; No ill came nigh me, for I slept Beneath th' Almighty's arm.
3 'Tis thine, my daily bread that brings, Like manna scattered round,
And clothes me, as the lily springs In beauty from the ground.
4 In death's dark valley though I stray, 'T would there my steps attend, Guide with the staff my lonely way, And with the rod defend.
5 May that sure hand uphold me still Through life's uncertain race, To bring me to thy holy hill, And to thy dwelling-place.
1 Now, the shades of night are gone; Now the morning light is come; Lord, may we be thine to-day, Drive the shades of sin away.
2 Fill our souls with heavenly light, Banish doubt, and clear our sight; In thy service, Lord, to-day, May we stand, and watch and
3 Keep our haughty passions bound; Save us from our foes around; Going out and coming in, Keep us safe from every sin.
4 When our work of life is past, O, receive us then at last; Night and sin will be no more, When we reach the heavenly shore.
1 Gop of the morning, at whose voice The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, And like a giant doth rejoice"
To run his journey through the skies.
2 From the fair chambers of the cast, The circuit of his race begins, And, without weariness or rest,
Round the whole earth he flies and shines.
3 0, like the sun may I fulfil
The appointed duties of the day, With ready mind and active will
March on and keep my heavenly way.
4 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, Enlightening our beclouded eyes, Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure, Thy gospel makes the simple wise.
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 spend the night in sighs And restless pains and woes,
In gentle sleep I close my eyes
And undisturbed 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.
50 let the same almighty care My waking hours attend; From every danger, every snare, My heedless steps defend.
Morning or Evening Hymn.
1 My God, how endless is thy love! Thy gifts are every evening new; And morning mercies, from above, Gently distil like early dew.
2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours; Thy sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers.
3 I yield my powers to thy command; To thee I consecrate my days; Perpetual blessings from thine hand Demand perpetual songs of praise.
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Confidence in God's Protection.
1 FATHER, breathe an evening blessing Ere repose our spirits seal;
Sin and want we come confessing;
Thou canst save and thou canst heal.
2 Though destruction walk around us, Though 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.
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