Thy precious time misspent, redeem; In conversation be sincere, Keep conscience as the noontide clear; By influence of the light Divine, Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, I wake, I wake, ye heavenly choir; May I, like you, in God delight, Had I your wings, to heaven I'd fly; All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept, I would not wake nor rise again, Heaven is, dear Lord, where'er Thou art; But for one moment void of Thee. Lord, I my vows to Thee renew; Guard my first springs of thought and will, Direct, control, suggest this day That all my powers, with all their might, Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host: Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. AN EVENING HYMN. ALL praise to Thee, my God, this night, Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, Teach me to live, that I may dread Oh may my soul on Thee repose, When in the night I sleepless lie, Dull sleep of sense, me to deprive! Yet, though sleep o'er my frailty reigns, The faster sleep the senses binds, Oh when shall I, in endless day, Oh may my guardian, while I sleep, Stop all the avenues of ill. May he celestial joys rehearse, And, thought to thought, with me converse; Or, in my stead, all the night long, Sing to my God a grateful song. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. JOHN KENT. JOHN KENT was born at Bideford, Devonshire, in December, 1766. During his childhood, his father removed to Plymouth, having obtained employment as a shipwright in Plymouth Dock, now Devonport. In his fourteenth year, he was apprenticed to his father. Not having pos sessed the advantage of a school education, his leisure hours were now devoted to selfimprovement. He began to write sacred verses. In 1803, he published a selection of these compositions in a 32mo volume, entitled "A Collection of Original Gospel Hymns" Kent continued to reside at Plymouth, pursuing a career of unobtrusive piety. He was latterly afflicted with the loss of eyesight. His death took place on the 15th November, 1843. "I am accepted," were his last words, as he gently fell asleep. The hymns of John Kent have been frequently reprinted. Those which follow have been transcribed from "Original Gospel Hymns and Poems, by John Kent, with a life of the Author, by his son;" tenth edition. London, 1861, 12010. THE ROCK OF AGES. WHEN Overwhelm'd with doubts and fear, When storms of sin and sorrows beat, When guilt lies heavy on my soul, When sick, or faint, or sore dismay'd, Shelter'd by Thine omnipotence, What potent arm shall pluck me hence? On every side I'm guarded well, With love and grace immutable. High as my sin, yea, higher too, When call'd the vale of death to tread, A SINNER SAVED. LET Zion in her songs record Triumphant over sin ; How sweet the song there's none can say, But he whose sins are wash'd away, Who feels the same within. We claim no merit of our own, In heart, in lip, in life depraved, Our theme shall be "a sinner saved," We'll sing the same while life shall last, Then, in a song for ever new, The glorious theme we'll still pursue Prepared of old, at God's right hand, |