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Lord, without Thee I go astray,
Forget to bless, forget to pray;
Forget that all to Thee I owe,
Yes, every blessing that I know;
Friends-parents-comforts, all are thine,

Thy bounteous hand hath made them mine.

Guide Thou my thoughts, guide Thou my path!
Keep me from jealousy and wrath;
Let truth be in the words I speak,
And wisdom in the lore I seek;
Let innocence my sports attend,
And life with Thee begin and end.

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EVENING HYMN.

THE sun that Thou hast made, my God, Goes down behind the dark blue hill; And all along his golden road

The purple clouds are hovering still; The birds are gone back to their nest, And I, too, seek my evening rest.

Most gracious Lord, thy hand divine Rolled on that sun, and hung that cloud; And now above this bed of mine

Thy brow of mercy still is bowed; For, though unseen, Thou still art near, To guard me from each secret fear.

Lord, if this night should be my last,
And Thou shouldst bid me to my home,
Let its last hour in prayer be past,

And claim me, Saviour, as thine own;
The infant tongue that lisps thy name,
A child's inheritance may claim.

Oh! guard me as I sleeping lie;

Bless those who wake whilst I repose; Bless all I love! and oh! if I

Have such, bless, gracious Lord, my foes; Turn every wand'ring heart to Thee, And bless me, Father, even me!

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