5 Gently, with the dawning ray,

On my soul, thy beams display;
Sweeter than the smiling morn,
Let thy cheering light return.

S. M. 580.

Morning-Prayer-Meeting. 1 HOW sweet the melting lay,

That breaks upon the ear,
When, at the hour of rising day,

Christians unite in prayer ! 2 The breezes waft their cries,

Up to Jehovah's throne;
He listens to their bursting sighs,

And sends his blessings down. 3 So Jesus rose to pray,

Before the morning.light;
Once on the chilling mount did stay,

And wrestle all the night. 4 Glory to God on high,

Who sends his blessings down,
To rescue souls condemned to die,
And makes his people one.

S. M. 581.

Morning-Meditations.
I AWAKE, my drowsy soul!

These airy visions chase;
Awake, my active powers renewed !

run the heavenly race.
2 See-how the rising sun

Pursues his shining way
And wide proclaims his Maker's praise,

With every brightening ray!
3 Thus would my rising soul

Her heavenly parent sing ;
And to her great original

Her humble tribute bring.
4 Serene, I laid me down

Beneath his guardian care;
I slept, and woke ; and still I found

My kind preserver near.

5 Dear Saviour! to thy cross,

I bring my sacrifice;
Tinged with thy blood, it shall ascend,
With fragrance to the skies.

C. M. 582.

A Morning-Song.
1 ONCE more, my, soul! the rising day

Salutes thy waking eyes :
Once more, my voice! thy tribute pay

To him who rules the skies.
2 Night unto night his name repeats,

The day renews the sound;
Wide as the heaven, on which he sits

To turn the seasons round.
3 'T is he supports my mortal frame,

My tongue shall speak his praise;
My sins would rouse his wrath to flame,

And yet his wrath delays.
4 A thousand wretched souls are fled,

Since the last setting sun;
And yet he lengthens out my thread,-

And yet my moments run.
5 Great God ! let all my hours be thine,

Whilst I enjoy the light;
Then shall my sun in smiles decline,
And bring a peaceful night.

L. M. 583.

Morning-Gratitude. 1 IN sleep's serene oblivion laid,

I safely passed the silent night;
Again I see the breaking shade,

drink again the morning-light.
2 New-born, I bless the waking hour,

Once more, with awe, rejoice to be;
My conscious soul resumes her power,

And springs, my guardian God! to thee. 3 Oh! guide me through the various maze,

My doubtful feet may this day tread; And spread thy shield's protecting blaze,

Where 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,
Thy light shall give eternal day;.
Thy love-the rapture of the skies.

L. M.
584. Praise to the God of the Morning.
1 GOD of the morning! at thy voice

The cheerful sun makes haste to rise,
And like a giant doth rejoice,

To run his journey through the skies ;2 From the fair chambers of the east,

The circuit of his race begins,
And without weariness or rest,

Round the whole earth, he flies and shines. 3 Oh! like the sun may I fulfill

Th' appointed duties of the day;
With ready mind, and active will,
March

on, and keep my heavenly way. 4 Lord ! thy commands are clean and pure,

Enlightening our beclouded eyes;
Thy threatenings just, thy, promise sure,

Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 5 Give me thy counsel for my guide,

And then receive me to thy bliss :
All my desires and hopes beside

Are faint, and cold, compared with this.

EVENING.

L. M. 585.

An Evening-Sacrifice.
1 GREAT God! to thee my evening-song

With humble gratitude I raise ;
Oh ! let thy mercy tune my tongue,

And fill my heart with lively praise.

My days unclouded, as they pass,

And every gently rolling hoar, Are monuments of wondrous grace,

And witness to thy love and power. 3 Seal my forgiveness in the blood

Of Jesus;-his dear name alone
I plead for pardon, gracious God!

And kind acceptance, at thy throne. 4 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close

With sleep refresh my feeble frame;
Safe in thy care may I repose,
And wake with praises to thy name.

78. 586.

Evening Contemplation. 1 SOFTLY, now, the light of day

Fades upon my sight away ;
Free from care, from labor free,

Lord! I would commune with theo. 2 Soon for me, the light of day

Shall for ever pass away ;
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord ! to dwell with thee.

C. M. 587.

Evening-Prayer and Praise. 1 INDULGENT Father ! by whose care,

I've passed another day,-
Let me, this night, thy mercy share ;

Oh! teach me how to pray. 2 Show me my sins, and how to mourn

My guilt before thy face;
Direct me, Lord ! to Christ alone,

And save me by thy grace.
3 Let each returning night declare

The tokens of thy love;
And, every hour, thy grace prepare

My soul for joys above. 4 And when, on earth, I close mine eyes,

To sleep in death's embrace,
Let me, to heaven and glory, rise,
To see thy smiling face.

8s and 78. Peculiar. 588. An Evening-Offering. 1 THROUGH the day thy love has spared us,

Now we lay us down to rest;
Through the silent watches guard us,

Let no foe our peace molest;
Jesus! thou our guardian be,

Sweet it is to trust in thee.
2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers,

Dwelling in the midst of foes,-
Us and ours preserve from dangers,

In thine arms, let us repose,
And, when life's short day is past,
Rest with thee, in heaven, at last.

7s. 589.

Repose and Devotion. 1 NOW from labor and from care,

Evening-shades have set me free;
In the work of praise and prayer,

Lord! I would converse with thee:
Oh! behold me from above,

Fill me with a Saviour's love. 2 Sin and sorrow, guilt and wo,

Wither all my earthly joys;
Naught can charm me here below,

But my Saviour's melting voice:
Lord ! forgive-thy grące restore,

Make me thine for evermore. 3 For the blessings of this day,

For the mercies of this hour,
For the gospel's cheering ray,

For the Spirit's quickening power,
Grateful notes to thee I raise;
Oh! accept my song of praise.

C. M. 590. An Evening-Song. I DREAD Sovereign, let my evening.song

Like holy incense rise ;
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 ;