Night is the time for death; Think of heaven's bliss, and give the sign "At evening time it shall be light." Zech. xiv. 7. At evening time, let there be light: Life's little day draws near its close; At evening time, let there be light: Dews, birds, and blossoms, cheer'd the way; At evening time, there shall be light; For God hath spoken-" So let it be !" 'Tis evening time, and there is light! "Ask, and it shall be given you." Luke xi. 9. Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Uttered or unexprest; The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The upward glancing of an eye, Prayer is the simplest form of speech Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, His watchword at the gates of death; Prayer. is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways; While angels in their songs rejoice, And say, "Behold! he prays!" The saints in heaven appear as one, Nor prayer is made on earth alone; And Jesus, at the eternal throne, O Thou, by whom we come to God, CHILDREN'S HYMNS. I. The darkness is over, the sun is on high, I will not be sleeping my morning away, I'll rise with the skylark, and join in his song, How kind God is to me, how great and how good, grow. How early He rose, to get time for his prayer; His own dearest mother He honoured with care: And now He's in glory he's loving to all, And will save whosoe'er shall on his name call. K |