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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.

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HYMN 594, L, M, 594

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

Thus far his power prolongs my days;
And every evening 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,

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

My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,

And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, mf With sweet salvation in the sound.

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

For such as keep Saturday Evening. dot 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 peace:
Delightful season! kindly given

To turn the wandering thoughts to heaven.
3 Oft as this peaceful hour shall come,

Lord! raise my thoughts from earthly things,

And bear them to my heavenly home, mf On faith and hope's celestial wings;

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

HYMN 596, S. M. 596

Saturday Evening, mp

1
TETE
HE hours of evening close ;

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

And wait the Sabbath dawn.

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2 So let its calm prevail

O'er forms of outward care;
Nor thought for “many things” assail

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 light,

Than earth's, our spirits rouse,
And call us, strengthened by his might,

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.
1 God! how endless is thy love!

Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies from above,
Gently distill

, like early dew.
2 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.

3 I yield my powers to thy command;

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

Demand perpetual songs of praise.

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HYMN 598, C. M. 598

Morning or Evening Worship.
1 On thee, each morning, O my 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 mf A sacrifice of praise. mp 3 When evening slumbers press my eyes,

With his protection blest,

In peace and safety, I commit
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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 OSANNA, 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.
3 The rising morn cannot assure,

That we shall end the day; mp

For death stands ready at the dooi,

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.
5 God is our sun, whose daily light

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

Beneath his shady wings.

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HYMN 600, L. M. 6 Lines. 600

Morning and Evening.
1 HEN, streaming from the eastern skies

The morning light 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 conflicts o'er, my labors done,
Jesus ! thy heavenly radiance shed,
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.

HYMN 601, 11s and 5s. 601

The New Year, mf 1

COME let us anew

Our journey pursue,

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. 1 2

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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Oh! that each, in the day
Of his coming, may say,

“ I have fought my way through
I have finished the work which thou gav'st me to
Oh! that each, from his Lord,

[do !" May receive the glad word,

“ Well and faithfully done! Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne!"

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HYMN 602, L. M. 602

The changing Seasons. f

1 NREAT God! let all our tuneful powers
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Awake, and sing thy mighty name :
Thy hand revolves our circling hours,

Thy hand, from which our being came. mf 2 Seasons and moons, still rolling round

In beauteous order, speak thy praise :
And years, with smiling mercy crowned,

To thee successive honors raise.
3 To thee we raise the annual song,

To thee the grateful tribute give;
Our God doth still our years prolong,

And, midst unnumbered deaths, we live.
4 Our life, our health, our friends, we owe

All to thy vast, unbounded love;
Ten thousand precious gifts below,

And hope of nobler joys above.
f 5 Thus will we sing, till nature cease,

Till sense and language are no more,
And, after death, thy boundless grace,

Through everlasting years, adore.

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HYMN 603, C. M. 603

New Year : Providential Goodness.
1 HOD of our lives! thy various praise

Our voices shall resound:
Thy hand directs our fleeting days,

And brings the seasons round.
2 To thee shall grateful songs arise,

Our Father and our Friend!
Whose constant mercies, from the skies,

In genial streams descend.

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