4 Smile on my minutes as they roll,
And guide my future days;
And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.

605

Morning: Confident security.

C. M.

ON thee, each morning, O my God,

My waking thoughts attend;

In thee are founded all my hopes,-
In thee my wishes end.

2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost,
Thy boundless love surveys;

And, fired with grateful zeal, prepares
A sacrifice of praise.

3 God leads me through the maze of sleep, And brings me safe to light;

And, with the same paternal care,

Conducts my steps till night.

4 When evening slumbers press mine eyes, With his protection blest,

In peace and safety I commit
My wearied limbs to rest.

5 My spirit, in his hand secure,
Fears no approaching ill;
For, whether waking or asleep,
The Lord is with me still.

606

Morning and evening mercies.

L. M.

MY God, how endless is thy love;
Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies from above,
Gently descend like early dew.

2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sov'reign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy powers.

3 I yield myself to thy command;
To thee devote my nights and days;
Perpetual blessings from thy hand-
Demand perpetual songs of praise.

607

Evening: Trusting in God. GLORY to thee, God, this night, For all the blessings of the light: Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath the shadow of thy wings.

L. M.

2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,
The ill which I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.

8 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 at the judgment-day.

4 O let my soul on thee repose,

And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close; Sleep, which shall me more vig'rous make, To serve my God, when I awake.

5 Lord, let my soul forever share The bliss of thy paternal care :

'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above, To see thy face, and sing thy love.

608

5th P. M. 4 lines Ts.

Evening: Communion with God.

OFTLY now the light of day

Free from care, from labour free,
Lord, we would commune with thee.
2 Soon from us the light of day
Shall forever pass away;
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take us, Lord, to dwell with thee.

609

9th P. M. 87, 87-~

Evening: Confidence in God's protection.
SAVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing,
an eval

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.

4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us
And command us to the tomb,

May the morn in heaven awake us,
Clad in bright, eternal bloom.

610

C. M.

Evening: Gratitude and trust. TREAT God, to thee my evening song

O let thy mercy tune my tongue,
And fill my heart with praise.

2 My days, unclouded as they pass,
And every fleeting hour,

Are monuments of wondrous grace,-
Of mercy, love, and power.

3 Thy love and power, celestial guard,
Preserve me from all harm:

Can dauger reach me while the Lord
Extends his mighty arm!

4 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close;
With sleep refresh ny frame;
Safe in thy care may I repose,
And wake to praise thy Name.

611

Evening: Numberless mercies.
TOW from the altar of our hearts,
Net fremmest thanks arise;
Assist us, Lord, to offer up

Our evening sacrifice.

C. M.

2 This day God was our sun and shield,
Our keeper and our guide;

His care was on our weakness shown,-
His mercies multiplied.

8 Minutes and mercies multiplied,
Have made up all this day;

Minutes came quick, but mercies were
More swift and free than they.

4 New time, new favours, and new joys,
Do a new song require:

Till we shall praise thee as we would,
Accept our hearts' desire.

612

L. M. Evening: Memorials of His grace. THUS far the Lord hath 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,

And gives nie 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 rouse my tomb,
With sweet salvation in the sound.

36

613

C. M.

Evening: Relying upon divine grace.

LORD, thou wilt hear

ORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray;

I fear before thee all the day,

Nor would I dare to sin.

2 And while I rest my weary head,
From cares and business free,
"Tis sweet conversing on my bed
With my own heart and theo.
3 I pay this evening sacrifice;
And, when my work is done,
Great God, my faith, my hope relies
Upon thy grace alone.

4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace,
I'll give mine eyes to sleep;

Thy hand in safety keeps my days,
And will my slumbers keep.

614

S. M.

Evening: Commending the soul to God.

THOU seest my feebleness,

THOU
Jesus, be thou my power,-

My help and refuge in distress,
My fortress and my tower.

2 Give me to trust in thee;
Be thou my sure abode:
My horn, and rock, and buckler be,
My Saviour and my God.

8 Myself I cannot save,-
Myself I cannot keep,-

But strength in thee I surely have,
Whose eyelids never sleep.

4 My soul to thee alone,

Now therefore I commend :
Thou, Jesus, love me as thine own,
And love me to the end.