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DOMIR
NUSTIO
I LLUINEA

KUTY

PSALMS AND HYMNS.

Creation.

C.M.
ALL dead and silent was the earth,

In deepest night it lay,
Th’ Eternal spake creation's word,

And called to being day. 2 God spake : the murmuring waters fled,

They left their deep repose;
Wide over-arching heaven's blue vault

The firmament arose.
3 God spake: the hills and plains put on

Their robe of freshest green ; -Dark forests in the valleys wave, ,

And budding trees are seen. 4 God spake: and on the new-dress'd earth

Soft smild the glowing sun ;
Then full of joy he sprang aloft,

His heavenly course to run.
5 God spake: the waters teem with life,

The tenants of the floods ;
The many colour'd winged birds

Dart quickly through the woods. 6 God spake: He look'd on earth and heaven

(Angels around Him stood);
In His own image, man He made,

Pronouncing all was good.

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2. Bishop Kenn's Morning Hymn. L.M. AWAKE, my soul ! and with the sun

Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth, and early rise

To pay thy morning sacrifice. 2 Glory to Thee, who safe hast kept,

And hast preserv'd me while I slept ; Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,

I may of endless life partake.
3 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew,

Disperse my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,

And with Thyself my spirit fill.
4 Direct, control, suggest, this day,

Whate'er I do, whate'er I say ;
That all my powers, with all their might,

In Thy sole glory may unite. 5 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.
Morning Hymn.

C.M.
THROUGH all the dangers of the night

Preserv'd, O Lord, by Thee,
Again we hail the cheerful light,

Again we bow the knee.
2 Preserve us, Lord, throughout the day,

And guide us by Thine arm;
For they are safe, and only they,

Whom Thou preservist from harm.

3.

3 Let all our words, and all our ways,

Declare that we are Thine,
That so the light of truth and grace

Before the world may shine.
4 Nor let us turn away from Thee;

Dear Saviour, hold us fast,
Till, with immortal eyes, we see

Thy glorious face at last. 4. Bishop Kenn's Evening Hymn. L.M. GLORY to Thee, my God, this night, u For all the blessings of the light ; Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,

Beneath the shadow of Thy wings.
2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,

The ills 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 ;
Teach me to die, that so I may

Rise glorious in the judgment day. 4 O may my soul on Thee repose,

And may sweet sleep my eyelids close;
Sleep that may me more vig'rous make

To serve my God, when I awake.
5 When in the night I sleepless lie,
My soul with heavenly thoughts supply ;
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.

Evening Hymn.

8,7,7. THRO' the day Thy love hath spar'd us ;

Now we lay us down to rest; Through the silent watches guard us;

Let no foe our peace molest; Jesus, Thou our Guardian be ;

Sweet it is to trust in Thee. 2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers,

Dwelling in the midst of foes ; Us and ours preserve from danger ;

In Thine arms may we repose : And, when life's sad day is past, Rest with Thee in heav'n at last.

Birth of Christ.

SEVENS.

HARK! the herald angels sing,

“ Glory to the new-born King ; . “ Peace on earth, and mercy mild,

“ God and sinners reconcil'd.” 2 Joyful, all ye nations rise,

Join the triumph of the skies ;
Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace !

Hail the Sun of Righteousness ! 3 Mild, He lays His glory by ;

Born, that men no more might die; -
Born, to raise the sons of earth ;

Born, to give them second birth, 4. “Glory to the new-born King;”.

Let us all the anthem sing,
“ Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
“ God and sinners reconcil'd.”

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