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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,
тр And we are less than they.
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

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;


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

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HYMN 596, 8. M. 596

Saturday Evening.
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.






HYMN 597, L. M. 597

A Song for Morning and Evening.
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

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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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.

Our life is a dream;
Our time, as a stream,

Glides swiftly away,
And the fugitive moment refuses to stay:

The arrow is flown-
The moment is gone

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



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