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2 This day thy fav'ring hand be nigh,

So oft vouchsaf'd before;
Still may it lead, protect, supply,

And I that hand adore.
3 If bliss thy providence impart,

For which resign'd, I pray, Give me to feel a cheerful heart,

And grateful homage pay.
4 Affliction should thy love intend,

As vice or folly's cure,
Patient to gain that gracious end,

May I the means endure. 5 Be this and ev'ry future day

Still wiser than the past, And when I all my life survey, May grace sustain at last. HYMN 167.

(111. 1.) Morning row the shades of night are gone;

Now the morning light is conie; Lord, may we be thine to day;

Drive the shades of sin away.
2 Fill our souls with heav'nly light,

Banish doubt and clear our sight,
In thy service, Lord, to-day,
May we labour, watch and

pray.
3 Keep our haughty passions bound;

Save us from our foes around;
Going out and coming in

eep us safe from ev'ry sin.
4 When our work of life is past,

O receive us then at last;
Night and sin will be no more,
When we reach the heav'nly shore.
HYMN 168.

(L. m.) Evening Hymn. 1 GI LORY to thee, my God, this night,

For all the blessings of the light: Keep me, o keep me, King of kings, Under thine own Almighty wings.

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2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,

The ills that I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and thee,

I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. .
3 Teach me to live, that I may dread

The grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to die, that so I may

Triumphing rise at the last day.
4 O may my soul on thee repose,

And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close :
Sleep, that may me more vig’rous make,

To serve my God, when I awake.
5 When in the night, I sleepless lie,

My soul with heav'nly thoughts supply:
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,

No pow'rs of darkness me molest.
6 Oh! when shall I, in endless day,

For ever chase dark sleep away,
And hymns divine with angels sing,

Glory to thee, eternal King !
7 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow,

Praise him, all creatures here below;
Praise him above, y' angelic host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
HYMN 169.

(L. M.)
Evening
1 1 REAT God! to thee my ev'ning song

With humble gratitude I raise :
O let thy mercy tune my tongue,

And fill my heart with lively praise.
2 My days unclouded as they pass,

And ev'ry onward rolling hour,
Are monuments of wondrous grace,

And witness to thy love and pow'r.
3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart,

Too oft regardless of thy love,
Ungrateful, can from thee depart,

And from the path of duty rove,
4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood

Of Christ, my Lord; his name alone

I plead for pardon, gracious God,

And kind acceptance at thy throne.
5 With hope in him mine eyelids close,

With sleep refresh my feeble frame;
Safe in thy care may I repose,

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And wake with praises to thy Name.
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(c. m.)
Evening.
1 NOW from the altar of our hearts,

| Let flames of love arise;
Assist us, Lord, to offer up

Our ev'ning sacrifice.
2 Minutes and mercies multipli'd

; Have made up all this day;
Minutes came quick, but mercies were

More swift, more free than they.
3 New time, new favours, and new joys,

Do a new song require;
Till we shall praise thee as we would
Accept our hearts' desire.
HYMN 171.

(s. m.)

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THE day is past and gone;

The ev'ning shades appear;
O may we all remember well!

The night of death draws near.
2 We lay our garments by,

Upon our beds to rest;
So death shall soon disrobe us all

Of what is here possest.
3 Lord, keep us safe this night,

Secure from all our fears; I
May angels guard us while we sleep,
Till morning light appears.
HYMN 172.

(111. 1.)
PSALM cxli. 2.
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Pardon each infirmity,

Open fault, and secret sin.
3 Soon, for me, the light of day

Shall for ever pass away;
Then, from sin and sorrow free,

Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee!
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HYMN 173. (iv. 2.)

Evening.
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My all to thy covenant care

I, sleeping or waking, resign.
2 If thou art my shield and my sún,

The night is no darkness to me;
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And, fast as my minutes roll on,

They bring me but nearer to thee.
3 A sov'reign protector I have,

Unseen, yet for ever at hand;
Unchangeably faithful to save,

Almighty to rule and command.
4 His smiles and his comforts abound,

His grace, as the dew, shall descend;
And walls of salvation surround

The soul he delights to defend.

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HYMN 174.

(c. m.)
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ET worldly minds the world pursue,

It has no charms for me;
Once I admir'd its follies too,

But grace has set me free.

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2 Those follies now no longer please,

No more delight afford;
Far from my heart be joys like these,

Now I have known the Lord.
3 As by the light of op'ning day

The stars are all conceal'd,
So earthly pleasures fade away

When Jesus is reveald.
4 Creatures no more divide my choice,

I bid them all depart;
His name, and love, and gracious voice

Shall fix my roving heart.
5 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone,

And wholly live to thee;
Yet worthless still, myself I own,

Thy worth is all my plea.

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HYMN 175.

(L. M.) Not ashamed of Christ.

Mar 8,8 1 JESU (ESUS! and shall it ever be,

A mortal man asham'd of thee!
Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise,

Whose glories shine through endless days ! 2 Asham'd of Jesus! sooner far

Let night disown each radiant star;
'Tis midnight with my soul, till he,

Bright morning Star, bid darkness flee. 3 Asham'd of Jesus ! O, as soon

Let morning blush to own the sun;
He sheds the beams of light divine

O'er this benighted soul of mine.
4 Asham'd of Jesus! that dear friend

On whom my hopes of heav'n depend :
No; when I blush, be this my shame,

That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd of Jesus ! empty pride;

I'll boast a Saviour crucifi’d;
And, O, may this my portion be,
My Saviour not asham'd of me!

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