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And spend the hours of setting day,

In liumble, grateful prayer.
2 I love, in solitude, to shed

The penitential tear;
And all his promises to plead,

When none but God is near.
3 I love to think on mercies past,

And future good implore;
My cares and sorrows all to cast,

On him whom I adore.
4 I love, by faith, to take a view

Of brighter scenes in lieaven;
The prospect doth my strength renew,

While here by tempests driven.
5 And, when life's toilsome day is o'er,

May its departing ray,
Be calm, as this impressive hour,

And lead to endless day.

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HYMN 593, C. M. 593

Evening Worship in the Family.
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O LORDO another day is flown,

And we, lonely ,
Are met once more before thy throne,

To bless thy fostering hand. mp

2 And wilt thou bend a listening ear

To praises low as ours ?
Thou wilt!--for thou dost love to hear

The song which meekness pours.
3 And, Jesus ! thou thy smiles wilt deign,

As we before thee pray ;

For thou didst bless the infant train,
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4 Thy heavenly grace to each impart;

All evil far remove;
And shed abroad in every heart

Thine everlasting love.
5 Thus cleansed from sin, and wholly thine,

A flock by Jesus led,
The Sun of righteousness shall shine

In glory on our head.

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6 Oh! still restore our wandering feet,

And still direct our way ;
Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet

The dawn of endless day.

HYMN 594, L. M. 594

An Evening Hymn. m 1 THUS far the Lord has led me on,

days ;

And every evening shall make known

Some fresli memorial of his grace.
2 Much of my time has run to waste,

And I, perhaps, am near my home;
But he forgives my follies past,

He gives me strength for days to come.
3 I lay my body down to sleep,–

Peace is the pillow for my head ;
While well-appointed angels keep

Their watchitul stations round my bed.
4 Thus, when the night of death shall come,

My flesh shall rest beneath tlıc ground,
And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb,

With sweet salvation in the sound.

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HYMN 595, L. M., 6 Lines. 595

For such as keep Saturday Evening. dol 1

STE
WEET is the last, the parting ray,

Which ushers placid evening in ;
When, with the still, expiring day,

The Sabbath’s peaceful hours begin:
How grateful, to the anxious breast,

The sacred hours of holy rest !
2 Hushed is the tumult of the day,

And worldly cares and business cease,
While soft the vesper breezes play,

To hymn the glad return of peaco:
Delightful season! kindly given

To turn the wandering thoughts to heaven.
8 Oft as this peaceful honr shall come,

Lord! raise my thoughts from earthly things,

And bear them to my heavenly home, my

On faith and hope's celestial wings;

Лу

Till the last gleam of life decay,
In one eternal Sabbath day.

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HYMN 596, 8. M. 596

Saturday Evening.
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1 THE hours of evening close ;

Its lengthened shadows, drawn
O'er scenes of earth, invite reposo,

And wait the Sabbath dawn. mp 2 So let its calm prevail

O'er forms of outward care;

Nor thought for “ many things” assail р

The still retreat of prayer.
3 Our guardian Shepherd near

His watchful eye will keep ;
And, safe from violence and fear,

Will fold his flock to sleep.
4 So may a holier liglit,

Than eartlı’s, our spirits rouse,
And call us, strengthened by his mighty

To pay the Lord our vows.

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MORNING, OR EVENING.

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HYMN 597, L. M. 597

A Song for Morning and Evening.
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My !

Thy gifts are every evening now;
And morning mercies from above,

Gently distill, like early dew.
% Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,

Great Guardian of my sleeping hours !

Thy sovereign word restores the light, mf And quickens all my drowsy powers. 8 I yield my powers to thy.command;

To thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings, from thy hand,

Demand perpetual songs of praiser

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HYMN 598, C. M. 598

Morning or Evening Worship.
1 , God!

My waking thoughts attend;
In thee are founded all my hopes,

In thee my wishes end.
2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost,

Thy boundless love surveys ;
And, fired with grateful zeal, prepares

A sacrifice of praise.
3 When evening slumbers press my eyes,

With his protection blest,

In peace and safety, I commit mp My wearied limbs to rest.

4 My spirit in his hand, serene,

Fears no approaching ill;
For, whether waking or asleep,

Thou, Lord! art with me still.

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HYMN 599, C. M. 599

Morning and Evening Offering. f 1

HOSANNA, with a cheerful sound,

To God's upholding hand !
Ten thousand snares attend us round,

And yet secure we stand.

2 That was a most amazing power, mf That raised us with a word;

And, every day, and every hour,

We lean upon the Lord.
* The rising morn cannot assure,

That we shall end the day; mp

For death stands ready at the door,

To hurry us away.
4 Our life is forfeited, by sin,

To God's avenging law;
We own thy grace, immortal King !

In every breath we draw.
6 God is our sun, whose daily light

Our joy and safety brings;
P Our feeble frame lies safe, at night,

Beneath his shady wings.

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HYMN 600, L. M. 6 Lines. 600

Morning and Evening. m 1

W
THEN, streaming from the eastern skies,

The morning liglit salutes mine eyes,
O Sun of righteousness divine !
On me, with beams of mercy, shine;
Chase the dark clouds of guilt away,

And turn my darkness into day.
2 When each day's scenes and labors close,

And wearied nature seeks repose,
With pard'ning mercy richly blest,
Guard me, my Saviour! while I rest;
And, as each morning sun shall rise,

Oh! lead me onward to the skies.
3 And at my life's last setting sun,

My contlicts o'er, my labors done,
Jesus! thy heavenly radiance stred,
To cheer and bless my dying-bed;
And from death's gloom my spirit raise,
To see thy face, and sing thy praise.

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THE YEAR.

COME let us anew

HYMN 601, lls and 5s. 601

The New Year. my1

Our journey purente,

Roll round with the year,
And never stand still till the Master appear;

His adorable will
Let us gladly fulfill,

And our talents improve,
By the patience of hope, and the labor of love.
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Our life is a dream;
Our time, as a stream,

Glides swiftly away,
And the fugitive moment refuses to stay:
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The arrow is flown-
The moment is gone

The millenial year
Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here!

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