"Let my prayer be as the evening sacrifice."

I ON the dewy breath of even
Thousand odors mingling rise,
Borne like incense up to heaven,
Nature's evening sacrifice.

FLINT.

2 With her fragrant offerings blending,
Let our glad thanksgivings be
To Thy throne, O Lord, ascending, -
Incense of our hearts to Thee.

3 Thou, whose favors without number
All our days with gladness bless,
Let Thine eye that knows no slumber,
Guard our hours of helplessness.

4 Then, though conscious we are sleeping
In the outer courts of death,
Safe beneath a Father's keeping,
Calm we rest in perfect faith.

L. M.

12.

BREVIARY.

"The Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life."

1 THROUGHOUT the hours of darkness dim, Still let us watch and raise the hymn; And in deep midnight's awful calm, Pour forth the soul in deepest psalm.

2 Amid the silence, else so drear,
Think the Almighty leans to hear;
Well pleased to list at such a time,
The wakeful heart in praise sublime.

3 Still watch and pray and raise the hymn,
Throughout the hours of darkness dim!
God will not spurn the humblest guest,
But give us of His holy rest.

L. M.

13.

WORDSWORTH.

"Thou shalt lie down, and thy sleep shall be sweet. For the Lord shall be thy confidence."

1 Up to the throne of God is borne
The voice of prayer at early morn,
And He accepts the punctual hymn
Sung as the light of day grows dim.

2 Look up to heaven! the industrious sun
Already through his course hath run;
He cannot halt or go astray,
But our immortal spirits may.

3 Lord, since his rising in the east,
If we have faltered or transgressed,
Guide, from Thy love's abundant source,
What yet remains of this day's course.

4 Help with Thy grace, through life's short day,

Our upward and our downward way;

And glorify us for the west

When we shall sink to final rest.

7 s. M.

14.

FURNESS.

"Even the night shall be light about me."
"The entrance of Thy words giveth light."

1 SLOWLY by God's hand unfurled,
Down around the weary world
Falls the darkness; O, how still
Is the working of His will!

2 Mighty Spirit, ever nigh!
Work in me as silently;

Veil the day's distracting sights,
Show me heaven's eternal lights.

3 Living stars to view be brought
In the boundless realms of thought;
High and infinite desires,
Flaming like those upper fires!

4 Holy Truth, Eternal Right,
Let them break upon my sight;
Let them shine serene and still,
And with light my being fill.

L. M.

15.

C. A. B.

"It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto Thy name, O most High! To show forth Thy lovingkindness in the morning, and Thy faithfulness every night."

1 GOD of the morning and the night, Morning and night Thy mercies bring; Our mornings, of Thy face the light, Our evenings, shadows of Thy wing.

2 Life's morn and eve Thy light and shade;
Our being wakes to sleep at death,
Till dawn of endless day be made
For us to draw immortal breath.

C. M.

LORD'S DAY.

16.

"The Son of Man is Lord also of the Sabbath."

1 BLEST day of God! most calm, most

bright,

The first and best of days;

The laborer's rest, the saint's delight,
The day of prayer and praise.

2 My Saviour's face made thee to shine;
His rising did thee raise;

And made thee heavenly and divine
Beyond all other days.

8 The first-fruits oft a blessing prove
To all the sheaves behind;

And they who do the Sabbath love
A happy week will find.

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17.

J. TAYLOR.

"Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord? or who shall stand in His holy place?"

1 FAR from mortal cares retreating,
Sordid hopes and fond desires,
Here, our willing footsteps meeting,
Every heart to heaven aspires.
From the fount of glory beaming,
Light celestial cheers our eyes,
Mercy from above proclaiming,
Peace and pardon from the skies.

2 Who may share this great salvation?
Every pure and humble mind;
Every kindred, tongue, and nation,
From the dross of guilt refined.
Blessings all around bestowing,

God withholds His care from none;

Grace and mercy ever flowing

From the fountain of His throne.

3 Every stain of guilt abhorring,

Firm and bold in virtue's cause,
Still Thy providence adoring,
Faithful subjects to Thy laws,-
Lord! with favor still attend us,
Bless us with Thy wondrous love;
Thou, our sun and shield, defend us;
All our hope is from above.