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4 So now beneath His eye
Would calmly rest,
Without a wish or thought
Abiding in the breast;

5 Save that His will be done,
Whate'er betide;
Dead to herself, and dead
In Him to all beside.

6 Thus would I live: yet now
Not I, but He,

In all His power and love,
Henceforth alive in me.

7 One sacred Trinity,
One Lord divine,

May I be ever His,

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And He forever mine..

L. M.

UN of my soul, Thou Saviour dear,
It is not night if Thou be near;
Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise
To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes.
2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My weary eyelids gently steep,

Be my last thought, how sweet to rest
Forever on my Saviour's breast.

3 Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without Thee I cannot live;
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For without Thee I dare not die.

4 If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned to-day the voice divine,

Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; Let him no more lie down in sin. 5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor With blessings from Thy boundless store; Be every mourner's sleep to-night,

Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. 6 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take, Till in the ocean of Thy love

We lose ourselves in heaven above.

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BIDE with me: fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide:

When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me. 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow. dim, its glories pass away, Change and decay in all around I see;

O Thou, Who changest not, abide with me. 3 I need Thy presence every passing hour; What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?

Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?

Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.

4 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory?

I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.

5 Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing

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eyes:

Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies:

Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee:

In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.

OFTLY now the light of day
Fades upon my sight away;

Free from care,

from labor free,

Lord, I would commune with Thee. 2 Thou, Whose all-pervading eye Naught escapes, without, within, Pardon each infirmity,

Open fault, and secret sin.

3 Soon, for me, the light of day Shall forever pass away;

Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee.
4 Thou, Who, sinless, yet hast known
All of man's infirmity;

Then, from Thine eternal throne,
Jesus, look with pitying eye.

7s.

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L. M.

even, ere the sun was set,

A Thee lay;

Oh, in what divers pains they met!
Oh, with what joy they went away!

2 Once more 'tis eventide, and we

Oppressed with various ills draw near; What if Thy form we cannot see?

We know and feel that Thou art here.

3 O Saviour Christ, our woes dispel;

For some are sick, and some are sad, And some have never loved Thee well, And some have lost the love they had, 4 And some have found the world is vain, Yet from the world they break not free, And some have friends who give them pain, Yet have not sought a friend in Thee. 5 And none, O Lord, have perfect rest, For none are wholly free from sin; And they who fain would love Thee best Are conscious most of wrong within. 6 O Saviour Christ, Thou too art Man;

Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried; Thy kind but searching glance can scan The very wounds that shame would hide. 7 Thy touch has still its ancient power; No word from Thee can fruitless fall; Hear, in this solemn evening hour, And in Thy mercy heal us all.

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C. M.

HE shadows of the evening hours
Fall from the darkening sky;
Upon the fragrance of the flowers
The dews of evening lie.

2 Before Thy throne, O Lord of heaven, We kneel at close of day;

Look on Thy children from on high,
And hear us while we pray.

3 The sorrows of Thy servants, Lord,
Oh, do not Thou despise,
But let the incense of our prayers
Before Thy mercy rise.

4 The brightness of the coming night
Upon the darkness rolls;
With hopes of future glory chase
The shadows on our souls.

5 Slowly the rays of daylight fade:
So fade within our heart

The hopes in earthly love and joy,.
That one by one depart.

6 Slowly the bright stars, one by one,
Within the heavens shine:

Give us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heaven,
And trust in things divine.

7 Let peace, O Lord, Thy peace, O God, Upon our souls descend;

From midnight fears, and perils, Thou
Our trembling hearts defend:

8 Give us a respite from our toil;
Calm and subdue our woes;
Through the long day we labor, Lord,
Oh, give us now repose.

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HE day is past and over:

All is Lord, to Thee!

P. M.

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