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1290. L. M.
Think the Almighty leans to hear;
The wakeful heart, in praise sublime. 3. Still watch and pray, and raise the hymn,
Throughout the hours of darkness dim!
But give us of His holy rest.
Praise to His blessed Son be given!
BREVIARY. 1291. L. M. 1. ANOTHER fleeting day is gone;
Slow o'er the west the shadows rise ; Swift the soft-stealing hours have flown,
And night's dark mantle vails the skies. 2. Another fleeting day is gone;
In solemn silence rest, my soul !
Who bids the morn and evening roll. 3. Soon shall a darker night descend,
And yail from me yon azure skies;
Lie heavy on these languid eyes.
I lay my weary frame to rest,
That bed the dying Saviour pressed. 5. Again emerging from the night,
I, like my risen Lord, shall rise ;
1292. L. M. 1. Not worlds on worlds, in phalanx deep,
Need we to prove a God is here;
Tells of His hand in lines as clear. 2. For who but He that arched the skies,
And pours the day-spring's living flood; Wondrous alike in all He tries,
Could rear the daisy's purple bud; 3. Mold its green cup, its wiry stem,
Its fringed border nicely spin;
That, set in silver, gleams within; 4. Then fling it, unrestrained and free,
O'er hill and dale, and desert sod,
J. M. GOOD.
Lord of the starry spheres!
From everlasting years ;
In Thy pure Font dost lave,
[guilt 3. Anoint me with Thy heavenly grace,
Adopt me for Thine own-
1. Thus far the Lord has led me on; Thus far His power prolongs my days;
rial of His grace.
And ev - ery evening shall make known Some fresh me - mo
1294. L. M.
5. Let this blest hope mine eyelids close;
With sleep refresh my feeble framo; 2. Much of my time has run to waste,
Safe in Thy care may I repose, And I, perhaps, am near my home;
And wake with praises to Thy name. But He forgives my follies past;
MRS. STEELE. He gives me strength for days to come.
1296. L. M. 3. I lay my body down to sleep;
Peaco is the pillow for my head; While well-appointed angels keep
1. My God! how endless is Thy love ! Their watchful stations round my bed.
Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies from above, 4. Thus, when the night of death shall come,
Gently distill, like early dew. My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 2. Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, And wait Thy voice to rouse my tomb,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ! With sweet salvation in the sound.
Thy sovereign word restores the light, WATTS.
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 1295. L. M.
3. I yield my powers to Thy command;
To Thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings from Thy hand 1. Great God! to Thee my evening song
Demand perpetual songs of praise. With humble gratitude I raise ;
WATTS. O let Thy merey tune my tongue, And fill my heart with lively praise.
1297. L. M. 2. My days unclouded as they pass, And every gentle, rolling hour,
1. GOD of my life, to Thee belong, Are monuments of wondrous grace,
The grateful heart, the joyful song;
Touched by Thy love, each tuneful chord
Resounds the goodness of the Lord. 3. And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart, 2. Yet why, dear Lord, this tender care ? Too oft regardless of Thy love,
Why does Thy hand so kindly rear
A useless cumberer of the ground,
On which so littlo fruit is found ? 4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood
3. Still let the barren fig-tree stand, Of Jesus; His dear name alone
Upheld and fostered by Thy hand;
And let its fruit and verduro bo
2. O season of soft sounds and hues,
Of twilight walks among the dews,
And thoughts too shadowy to repeat! 3. Yes, lovely hour! thou art the time
When feelings flow, and wishes climb;
1. AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run ;
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
And with the angels bear thy part,
Higli praises to th' eternal King.
And hast refreshed me while I slept ;
I may of endless life partake.
Scatter my sins as morning dew;
And with Thyself my spirit fill. 5. Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say;
4. Then, trembling through the dewy skies,
Look out the stars, like thoughtful eyes
5. Sweet hour! for heavenly musing made,
When Isaac walked, and Daniel prayed;
1301. L. M.
1. New every morning is the love
Our wakening and uprising prove:
1299. L. M.
1. In sleep's serene oblivion laid,
I safely passed the silent night; Again I see the breaking shade
I drink again the morning light.
2. New mercics, each returning day,
Hover around us while we pray ;
3. Old friends, old scenes will lovelier be,
As more of heaven in each wo see;
4. Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love,
Fit us for perfect rest above,
2. Now-born, I bless the waking hour,
Once more, with awe, rejoice to be;
And springs, my guardian God, to Thee! 3. O guide me through the various maze
My doubtful feet are doomed to tread; And spread Thy shield's protecting blaze,
When dangers press around my head. 4. A deeper shade will soon impend;
A deeper sleep mine eyes oppress; Yet then Thy strength shall still defend,
Thy goodness still delight to bless. 5. That deeper shade shall break away;
That deeper sleep shall leave mine eyes;
1302. C. M.
1. Be Thou, O God, by night, by day,
My Guide, my Guard from sin, My Life, my Trust, my Light divine,
To keep me pure within.
2. Pure as the air, when day's first light
A cloudless sky illumes;
Till heaven shines round its plumes
1300. L. M.
1. SWEET evening hour! sweet evening hour!
That calms the air, and shuts the flower,
3. So may my soul, upon the wings
Of faith, unwearied rise,
'Midst light from Paradise.
They tell us of his glory nigh
In language that no tongue can speak. 1. WHEN, on the midnight of the East, At the dead moment of repose,
4. A beam from heaven is sent to cheer Like Hope on Misery's darkened breast, The pilgrim on his gloomy road; The planet of salvation rose,
And angels are attending near
To bear him to their bright abode. 2. The shepherd, leaning o'er his flock,
Started, with broad and upward gaze,- 5. Who would not wish to die like those Kneeled, -while the star of Bethlehem Whom God's own Spirit deigns to bless? broke
To sink into that soft repose,
Then wake to perfect happiness?
1305. L. M. Shall we, for whom that strain was sung, 1. O PAIREST-BORN of Love and Light! That song of peace and sin forgiven, - Yet bending brow and eye severe
On all which pains the holy sight, 4. Shall we, for whom the Saviour bled, Careless His banquet's blessings see,
Or wounds the pure and perfect ear, Nor heed the parting word that said,
2. Beneath Thy broad, impartial eye, “Do this in memory of Me?"
How fade the lines of caste and birth!
How equal in their sufferings lie 1304. L. M.
The groaning multitudes of earth! 3. Still to a stricken brother true,
Whatever clime hath nurtured him; 1. How sweet the hour of closing day,
As stooped to heal the wounded Jew,
The worshipper of Gerizim.
4. In holy words which can not die,
In thoughts which angels leaned to ?. Such is the Christian's parting hour;
know, So peacefully he sinks to rest;
Christ gave Thy message from on high, When faith, endued from heaven with
Thy mission to a world of woe. power,
5. That voice's echo hath not died; Sustains and cheers his languid breast.
From the blue lake of Galilee, 3. Mark but that radiance of his eye,
From Tabor's lonely mountain side,
It calls a struggling world to Thee.
1. Now, when the dusky shades of night, retreating Before the sun's red banner, swiftly flee;
Now, when the terrors of the dark are fleeting, O Lord! we lift our thankful hearts to Thee.
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To bear about for ever in the heart
The gladness which His spirit doth reveal ! 1. Now, when the dusky shades of night, retreating
3. Who shall make trouble, then? Not evil minds, Before the sun's red banner, swiftly flee;
Which, like a shadow, o'er creation lower; Now, when the terrors of the dark are fleet- The soul which peace hath thus attuned finds ing,
How strong within doth reign the Calmer's O Lord! we lift our thankful hearts to Thee.
2. To Thee, whose word, the fount of light unseal
4. What shall make trouble? Not slow-wasting ing, When hill and dale in thickest darkness lay.
Nor even the threatening, certain stroke of Awoke bright rays across the dii earth stealing,
death; And bade the even and morn complete the day.
These do but wear away, then break, the chain
Which bound the spirit down to things beneath. 3. Look from the tower of heaven, and send to cheer
Thy light and truth, to guide us onward still; Still let Thy mercy, as of old, be near us,
1308. 10s. And lead us safely to Thy holy hill.
4. So, when that morn of endless light is waking,
And shades of evil from its splendors flee, 1. AGAIN returns the day of holy rest, Safe may we rise, the earth's dark breast forsak- Which, when He made the world, Jehovah blest; ing,
When, like His own, He bade our labors cease, Through all the long bright day to dwell with And all be piety, and all be peace. Thee.
2. Let us devote this consecrated day
To learn His will, and all we learn obey;
So shall He hear, when fervently we raise
1. QUIET from God! how beautiful to keep
3. Father of heaven! in whom our hopes confide, To feel, when we awake and when we sleep,
Whose power defends us, and whose precepts Its incense round us, like a breath from heaven!
guide, In life our Guardian, and in death our Friend,
Glory supreme be Thine, till life shall end. 2. To sojourn in the world, and yet apart ;
REV. WM. MASON To dwell with God, and still with man to feel :