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 closingeyes: 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. 13 14 SOFT 7s. OFTLY now the light of day Open fault, and secret sin. 3 Soon, for me, the light of day Then, from sin and sorrow free, 4 Thou Who, sinless, yet hast known L. M. T even, ere the sun was set, Thee lay; Oh, in what divers pains they met! 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. 30 Saviour Christ, our woes dispel; For some are sick, and some are sad, 5 And none, O Lord, have perfect rest, 60 Saviour Christ, Thou too art Man; 7 Thy touch has still its ancient power; 15 C. M. THE shadows of the evening hours Upon the fragrance of the flowers 2 Before Thy throne, O Lord of heaven, We kneel at close of day; Look on Thy children from on high, 3 The sorrows of Thy servants, Lord, But let the incense of our prayers 4 The brightness of the coming night With hopes of future glory chase 5 Slowly the rays of daylight fade: The hopes in earthly love and joy, 6 Slowly the bright stars, one by one, Give us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heaven, 7 Let peace, O Lord, Thy peace, O God, Upon our souls descend; From midnight fears, and perils, Thou 8 Give us a respite from our toil; 16 P. M. HE day is past and over: All thanks, O Lord, to Thee! TH I pray Thee that offenceless The hours of dark may be. O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, And save me through the coming night! 2 The joys of day are over: O Jesu, make their darkness light, 3 The toils of day are over: 4 Lighten mine eyes, O Saviour, "He could not make their darkness light, Nor guard them through the hours of night." 5 Be Thou my soul's preserver, O God! for Thou dost know How many are the perils Through which I have to go. Lover of men, oh, hear my call, And guard and save me from them all! 17 SA 8.7. AVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing, Sin and want we come confessing; 2 Though the night be dark and dreary, 3 Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrows past üs fly, Angel-guards from Thee surround us; We are safe, if Thou art nigh. 4 Be Thou nigh, should death o'ertake us; Jesu then our refuge be, And in Paradise awake us, There to rest in peace with Thee. Father, to Thy holy keeping 18 A L. M LL praise to Thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light; Keep me, oh, keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine own almighty wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, ; 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread 4 Oh, may my soul on Thee repose, |