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Assist the offerings of my tongue

To reach the lofty skies.
2. Through all the dangers of the day,

Thy hand was still my guard;
And still to keep each want away,

Thy mercy stood prepar’d.
3. Perpetual blessings from above,

Encompass me around;
But, 0, how few returns of love

Hath my Redeemer found.
4. Lord, cleanse this guilty heart of mine,

When to Thy Cross I flee;
I to Thy will my soul resign,

To follow only Thee. Amen.

“Behold, He That keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.”—Ps. cxxi 4 113 THE day is past, and still we live ;

To Thee, great God, the praise we give; O, let our hymn, like incense sweet,

Arise before Thy Mercy-Seat.
2. May deep repentance turn away

Thy wrath for all our sins this day,
Lest in the night, if Thou forsake,

Still greater ill our souls o’ertake.
3. The Lion prowls Thy sheep to rend,

When none is near them to befriend;
By Thee protected may we dwell,

O Thou That guardest Israel.
4. When shall we see the unchanging dawn

From uncreated Brightness drawn,

peace!

In lands where foes from troubling cease,

And all is holiness and
5. The soul's dark gloom, O Lord, dispel,

And fit us in Thy Light to dwell :
Hear us who pray, O Father, Son,
And Holy Spirit, Three in One! Amen.

“ The Lord is thy Keeper: the Lord is thy Shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day nor the moon by night.”—Ps. cxxi 5, 6.

114 GLORY to Thee, my God, this night,

For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me,

O keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine own Almighty wings. 2. Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,

The ill that I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and Thee,

I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3. Teach me to live, that I

may

dread
The grave as little as my bed ;
To die, that this vile body may

Rise glorious at the awful day.
4. O may my soul on Thee repose,

And inay sweet sleep mine eyelids close e;
Sleep, that may me more vigorous make

To serve my God when I awake.
5. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;

Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, angelic host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Amen.

SATURDAY.

* On the seventh day God ended His work which He had made; and He rested on the SEVENTH DAY from all His work which He had made.”—Gen. ii. 2.

" For he that is entered into his rest, he also hath ceased from his own works, as God did from His."-Heb. iv, 10. 115 0 THOU, Who, when Thou hadst begun

To form the earth and sky,
Until Thy six-days' work was done,

Laid'st not Thy labour by ;-
2. 0 Thou, Whose love such sorrow bore

The sons of men to save,
And never knew one pause before

It rested in the grave;
3. Lord of unsleeping love, to Thee

Our daily praise we pour,
And still, whate'er our tasks may be,

In these Thy help implore.
4. Our arms shall know no idle rest,

Our hearts no labour flee;
Yet, when the hand hath done its best,

The blessing is of Thee.
5. O God, Thou hast us still in view,

When out of human sight;
Then teach us what we find to do,

To do with all our might.
6. And take us to our Sabbath rest,

When earthly toil is o'er ;
Thec, Father, Son, and Spirit blest,

To praise for evermore! Amen.

woly Communion. “ Your fathers did eat manna in the wilderness, and are dead.

“ This is the Bread Which cometh down from heaven, that a man may eat Thereof, and not die."-S. John, vi. 49, 50. 116 LAUD, O Sion, thy Salvation,

Shepherd of His Hock and nation,

High thy choral anthems raise !
For thy highest skill it needeth,
All Thy utmost powers exceedeth,

Thou canst ne'er express His praise. 2. Richest Theme of glad thanksgiving, Bread of life, Bread ever living,

Is to-day before thee set;
From His hands, with faith unshaken,
By the Twelve of old partaken,

In the Holy Supper met.
3. What at Supper Christ completed,
He ordained to be repeated,

His Memorial to our eyes ;
Taught by precepts of salvation,
Bread and Wine, a pure oblation, Mali. 11.

1 Cor. xi.
Hallow we in solemn wise.
4. Lo, the Bread Which angels feedeth!
Such the food the pilgrim needeth,

To the children only given;
All that ancient type conveyeth,
All the paschal lamb portrayetli,

And the manna rained from Heaven! 5. Jesu, Shepherd, Who dost lead us,

Bread That dost so truly feed us,

26.

Unto us Thy fulness give;
And, Thine aid and nurture deigning,
Bring us, endless bliss attaining,

To the land of them that live.
6. Thou, Almighty, all things knowing,
Food celestial here bestowing

Long as lasts our earthly day,
Make us, round Thy table meeting,
Our co-heirs with gladness greeting,
Sharers with the saints for aye. Amen

Alleluia.

“For My Flesh is meat indecd, and My Blood is drink in* deed."-S. John, vi. 55 117 BREAD of heaven, on Thee we feed,

For Thy Flesh is meat indeed;
Ever may our souls be fed
With this true and living Bread;
Day by day with strength supplied

Through the life of Him Who died. 2. Vine of heaven ! Thy Blood supplies

This blest cup of Sacrifice;
Lord, Thy Wounds our healing give;
To Thy Cross we look and live:
Jesu ! may we ever be

Grafted, rooted, built in Thee. 3. Praise and honour without end

God the Father's Name attend;
God the Son be glorified,
Who for man's redemption died;
Equal adoration be,
Blessed Comforter, to Thee. Amen.

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