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For Thy mer-cies, Lord, are sure, Thy com-pas- sion doth en-dure; A-MEN.

2 Still the greatness of Thy love
Daily doth our sins remove;
Daily, far as east from west,
Lifts the burden from the breast;
Gives unbought, to those who pray,
Strength to stand in evil day.

3 Let our prayers each morn prevail,
That these gifts may never fail;
And, as we confess the sin
And the tempter's power within,
Feed us with the Bread of Life,
Fit us for our daily strife.

4 As the morning light returns,
As the sun with splendor burns,
Teach us still to turn to Thee,
Ever blessed Trinity,

With our hands our hearts to raise,
In unfailing prayer and praise.

Greenville Phillimore, 1863

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Sun of grace, the shad-ows flee; Bright-en Thou my Sab-bath morn - ing;

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Lest it prove a

time of loss, Mark it, Savior, with Thy cross. A-MEN.

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2 If it flow on calm and bright,
Be Thyself our chief delight;
If it bring unknown distress,
All is good that Thou canst bless;
Only, while its hours begin,
Pray we, keep them clear of sin.

3 We in part our weakness know,
And in part discern our foe;
Well for us, before Thine eyes
All our danger open lies;

Turn not from us, while we plead
Thy compassion and our need.

4 Fain would we Thy word embrace,
Live each moment in Thy grace,
All our selves to Thee consign,
Fold up all our wills in Thine,
Think and speak and do and be,
Simply that which pleases Thee.

William Bright, 1867

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I pray Thee now that sin - less The hours of dark may be.

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Thy sight And save me thro' the com- ing night. A-MEN.

2 The joys of day are over.

I lift my heart to Thee,
And ask Thee, that offenceless
The hours of dark may be,

O Jesus, make their darkness light,
And save me through the coming night.

3 The toils of day are over.

I raise the hymn to Thee,
And ask that free from peril
The hours of fear may be.

O Jesus, keep me in Thy sight,

And guard me through the coming night.

4 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, O hear my call,

And guard and save me from them all.

Anatolius, 800 Tr. J. M. Neale, 1853

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We gather here, with hymn and pray'r To seek th'e-ter-nal Light. A-MEN.

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