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106. | FROM all that dwell below the skies, 1 The presence, ever-living God, Let the Creator's praise arise ;
Wide through all nature spreads abroad; Let the Redeemer's name be sung
Thy watchful eyes, which never sleep, Through every land, by every tongue.
In every place thy children keep.
2 To thee we now commit our ways, 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord;
And still implore thy heavenly grace; Eternal truth attends thy word:
Still cause thy face on us to shine, Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
And guard and guide us still as thine. Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Vesper Hymn. 105.
Our Guide and Stay. Anon. 1 LORD of eternal purity, 1 For mercies past we praise thee, Lord, –
Who dost the world with light adom, The fruits of earth, the hopes of heaven,
And paint the tracts of azure sky
With lively hues of eve and morn, Thy helping arm, thy guiding word, And answered prayers, and sins forgiven. 2 Scatter our night, eternal God,
And kindle thy pure beam within ; 2 Whene'er we tread on danger's height,
Free us from guilt's oppressive load, Or walk temptation's slippery way, And break the deadly bonds of sin. Be still, to lead our steps aright, Thy word our guide, thine arm our stay. 108.
Vespers. 8 Be ours thy blessed presence still ; THEE in the hymns of morn we praise, United hearts, unchanging love:
To thee our voice at eve we raise; No thought that contradicts thy will; Oh grant us, with thy saints on high, No wish that centres not above.
Thee through all time to glorify !
ANON. 2 Part in peace: such are the praises I LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing,
God, our Maker, loveth best; Hope and comfort from above;
Such the worship that upraises Let us each, thy peace possessing,
Human hearts to heavenly rest. Triumph in redeeming love. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration,
Evening. For thy gospel's joyful sound:
1 Thou, whose favors, without number, May the fruits of thy salvation
All our days with gladness bless, – In our hearts and lives abound !
Let thine eye, that knows not slumber,
Guard our hours of helplessness. 110.
Closing Hymn. HTMNS OF THE SPIRIT. 1 HEAVENLY Shepherd, guide us, feed us,
2 Then, though conscious we are sleeping
In the outer courts of death,
Sate beneath a Father's keeping,
Calm we rest in perfect faith. 2 Lord, thy guardian presence ever,
The Benediction of Peace.
Give thy peace, before we part;
Still our minds with truth's conviction, 111. Peace be with you. 8. F. ADAMS.
Calm with trust each anxious heart. 1 Part in peace; with deep thanksgiving, 2 Let thy voice, with sweet commanding,
Rendering, as we homeward tread, Bid our griefs and struggles end; Gracious service to the living,
Peace which passeth understanding Tranquil memory to the dead.
On our waiting spirits send.
Prayer for Guidance. HASTING8. | 2 Oh may all enjoy the blessing 1 GENTLY, Lord, oh! gently lead us
Which thy word's designed to give ! Through this lonely vale of tears,
Let us all, thy love possessing, Through the changes thou'st decreed us, Joyfully the truth receive. Till our last great, change appears.
Close of Evening Worship. 2 Wben temptation's darts assail us, When in devious paths we stray,
1 Lo! the day of rest declineth;
Gather fast the shades of night:
May the Sun that ever shineth
Fill our souls with heavenly light. 3 In the hour of pain and anguish,
2 While, thine ear of love addressing, In the hour when death draws near,
Thus our parting hymn we sing, Suffer not our hearts to languish,
Father, give thine evening blessing; Suffer not our souls to fear.
Fold us safe beneath thy wing. 4 And, when mortal life is ended, May we wake among the blest;
Benediction. And, by all the saints attended,
1 MAY the grace of Christ our Saviour, Ever on thy bosom rest!
And the Father's boundless love,
With the Holy Spirit's favor, 115. Prayer for the Spirit.
Rest upon us from above ! 1 COME, thou soul-transforming Spirit! 2 Thus may we abide in union Bless the sower and the seed;
With each other and the Lord, Let each heart thy grace inherit,
And possess, in sweet communion, Raise the weak, the hungry feed;
Joys which earth cannot afford'
Universal Praise. 1 The name, Almighty Lord,
Shall sound through distant lands : Great is thy grace, and sure thy word;
Thy truth for ever stands. 2 Far be thine honor spread,
And long thy praise endure, Till morning light and evening shade
Shall be exchanged no more.
God our Constant Benefaclor. STEKLE 1 My Maker and my King,
To thee my all I owe:
Whence all my blessings flow. 2 Thou ever good and kind,
A thousand reasons move, A thousand obligations bind,
My heart to grateful love. 3 The creature of thy hand,
On thee alone I live:
More praise than tongue can give. 4 Oh let thy grace inspire
My soul with strength divine ; Let all my powers to thee aspire,
And all my days be thine !
Evening. J. Masox NEALE. 1 The day, O Lord ! is spent;
Abide with us and rest:
On making thee our guest.
2 We have not reached that land,
That happy land, as yet, Where holy angels round thee stand
Whose sun can never set.
8 Our sun is sinking now;
Our day is almost o'er: O Sun of Righteousness! do thou
Shine on us evermore.
Our Saviour and our King,
Their humble praises bring.
2 Assisted by his grace, 1 COME, we that love the Lord,
We still pursue our way; And let our joys be known;
And hope at last to reach the prize, Join in a song with sweet accord,
Secure in endless day. And thus surround the throne.
3 'Tis he that works to will; 2 The sorrows of the mind
'Tis he that works to do: Be banished from the place:
His is the power by which we act; Religion never was designed
His be the glory too. To make our pleasures less.
The Fountain of Liring Waters. - Jer. Il. 18. 8 The men of grace have found
124. Glory begun below:
1 The fountain in its source Celestial fruits, on earthly ground, From faith and hope may grow.
No drought of summer fears;
The farther it pursues its course, 4 Then let our songs abound,
The nobler it appears.
A scanty, short supply:
The morning sees them amply filled; 123.
At evening they are dry. God working in the Soul. | Tis God the spirit leads
3. The cisterns I forsake, In paths before unknown:
O Fount of Life! for thee;
My thirst with living waters slake,
And drink eternity.