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The Day is Past.

III.

The day is past and O ver; All thanks, O Lord, to

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God, that madest.

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God, that mad-est earth and hea-ven, Dark-ness and

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Who the day for toil hast given, For rest the

light;.

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night;

May Thine An-gel-guards de -fend us, Slumber sweet Thy mer-cy send us, d.

Holy dreams and hopes at - tend us, This

When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My wearied eyelids gently steep,
Be my last thought, how sweet to rest
For ever on my Saviour's breast.
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.
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.
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.
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. Amen.

Through the day Thy love has spared us, Now we lay us

down to

rest; Through the silent watch - es guard us,

Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers,
Dwelling in the midst of foes;
Us and ours preserve from dangers;
In Thine Arms may we repose,

And, when life's sad day is past,

Rest with Thee in Heaven at last. Amen.