Our Sabbath bring a short relief, 4 O! if ye bring an endless day, Speed fast along, nor ever cease; We'll gladly feel your joys decay, In perfect and enduring bliss. C. M. 326. Sabbath Morning. Psalm cxviii. 24. ON this sweet morn my Lord arose, Triumphant o'er the grave! He dies to vanquish all my foes, 2 This is the day for holy rest, 3 No heavenly fire my heart can raise, His breath must kindle pray'r and praise, 4 On all the flocks thy Spirit pour, 627. C. M. Sabbath Morning. COME, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep On this sweet day of rest; O bless this flock, and make this fold 2 Welcome, and precious to my soul, 3 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray, These are the sweet and precious days Y 5 0 if my soul, when death appears, 6 I long for that delightful hour, 628. P. M. SAFELY thro' another week, God has brought us on our way; Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in his courts to-day. Day of all the week the best; Emblem of eternal rest! 2 While we seck supplies of grace, Thro' the dear Redeemer's name Show thy reconciling face Take away our sin and shame: From our worldly cares set free, biay we rest this day in thee 3 Here we're come, thy name to praise; 629. (405.) L. M. Confidence in God. 1 THUS far the Lord has led me on; Thus far is pow'r prolongs my days, And ev'ry ev'ning shall make known Some fresh 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, And strength supplies for days to come 3 I lay my body down to sleep; Peace is the pillow of my head: lis ever watchful eye will keep Its constant guard around my bed. 4 Faith in his name forbids my fear: O may thy presence ne'er depart! And in the morning may I bear Thy loving kindness on my heart! EVENING HYMNS. L. M. 630. An Evening Hymn. Job viii. 9. ANOTHER fleeting day is gone, Stow o'er the west the shadows rise; Swift the soft stealing hours have flown, And night's dark mantle veils the skies, 2 Another fleeting day is gone, To tell thy secrets, O my soul; 4 Another fleeting day is gone, 5 Another fleeting day is gone, And soon a fairer day shall rise; A day, whose never-setting sun, Shall pour his light o'er cloudless skies. 6 Another fleeting day is gone, In solemn silence rest, my soul; 631. 1 L. M. GLORY to thee, my God, this night, 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, 8 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed; 4 Lord, let my soul for ever share 'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above, 5 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; 632. 1 P. M. OMNIPRESENT God, whose aid No one ever ask'd in vain, Be this night about my bed, Every evil thought restrain: 2 Lay thy hand upon my soul, God of my unguarded hours! All my enemies control, Hell, and earth, and nature's powers, 4 In me, Lord, thyself reveal, O LORD, another day is flown, And we, a lonely band, Are met once more before thy throne, 2 And wilt thou bend a list'ning ear Thou wilt! for thou dost love to hear 3 And, Jesus, thou thy smiles wilt deign, As we before thee pray; |