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4 When evening slumbers press my eyes,

With his protection blessed,
In peace and safety I commit

My wearied limbs to rest.
5 My spirit, in his hand secure,

Fears no approaching ill ;
For, whether waking or asleep,

Thou, Lord, art with me still.


L. M.

Bishop KENN.

1 AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun

Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise

To pay thy morning sacrifice.
2 Thy precious time, misspent, redeem ;

Each present day thy last esteem;
Improve thy talent with due care ;

For the great day thyself prepare. 3 In conversation be sincere;

Keep conscience, as the noontide, clear;
Think how the all-seeing God thy ways

And all thy secret thoughts surveys. 4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew;

Scatter my sins like morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,

And with thyself my spirit fill.
5 Direct, control, suggest, this day,

All I design, or do, or say,
That all my powers, with all their might,
In thy sole glory may unite.

L. M.

HAWKESWORTH. Morning Hymn. 1 IN sleep's serene oblivion laid,

I safely passed the silent night; Again I see the breaking shade,

I drink again the morning light. 2 New-born, I bless the waking hour ;

Once more, with awe, rejoice to be ; My conscious soul resumes her power,

And springs, my guardian God, to thee. 3 O, guide me through the various maze

My doubtful feet are doomed to tread, And spread thy shield's protecting blaze

Where dangers press around my head. 4 A deeper shade shall soon impend,

A deeper sleep my eyes oppress;
Yet then thy strength shall still defend,

Thy goodness still delight to bless. 5 That deeper shade shall break away ;

That deeper sleep shall leave my eyes ; Thy light shall give eternal day;

Thy love, the rapture of the skies.

L. M.

1 O, TIMELY happy, timely wise,

Hearts that with rising morn arise,
Eyes that the beam celestial view,
Which evermore makes all things new !

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2 New every morning is the love

Our waking and uprising prove;
Through sleep and darkness safely brought,

Restored to life, and power, and thought. 3 New mercies, each returning day,

Hover around us while we pray ;
New perils past, new sins forgiven,

New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 4 If, on our daily course, our mind

Be set to hallow all we find,
New treasures still, of countless price,

God will provide for sacrifice.
5 0, could we learn that sacrifice,

What lights would all around us rise!
How would our hearts with wisdom talk,

Along life's dullest, dreariest walk!
6 The trivial round, the common task,

Would furnish all we ought to ask
Room to deny ourselves — a road
To bring us, daily, nearer God.

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L. M.

WATTS. A Morning Hymn. 1 GOD of the morning, at whose voice

The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, And like a giant doth rejoice

To run his journey through the skies. 2 From the fair chambers of the east,

The circuit of his race begins, And, without weariness or rest,

Round the whole earth he flies and shines.

3 O, like the sun may I fulfil

The appointed duties of the day, With ready mind and active will

March on and keep my heavenly way. 4 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure,

Enlightening our beclouded eyes, Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure,

Thy gospel makes the simple wise.


C. M.


An Evening Psalm. Ps. 4.

1 LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray ;

I am forever thine ;
I fear before thee all the day,

Nor would I dare to sin.

2 And while I rest my weary head,

From cares and business free,
'Tis sweet conversing on my bed

With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this evening sacrifice ;

And when my work is done,
Great God, my faith and hope relies

Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace,

I'll give my eyes to sleep;
Thy hand in safety keeps my days,
And will my slumbers keep.



7 M.

DODDRIDGE. Before Sleep. 1 INTERVAL of grateful shade,

Welcome to my weary head;
Welcome, slumbers, to mine eyes,

Tired with glaring vanities. 2 My great Master still allows

Needful periods of repose;
By my heavenly Father blessed,

Thus I give my powers to rest.
3 Heavenly Father! gracious name !

Night and day his love the same;
Far be each suspicious thought,

Every anxious care forgot.
4 Thou, my ever-bounteous God,

Crown'st my days with various good;
Thy kind eye, that cannot sleep,

These defenceless hours shall keep. 5 Blest vicissitude to me!

Day and night I'm still with thee;
Guarded thus I sink to rest,
Folded in a Father's breast.

7 M.

DODDRIDGE. In the Night Watches. 1 WHAT though downy slumbers flee,

Strangers to my couch and me?
Sleepless well I know to rest,
Lodged within my Father's breast.

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