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The day, in night declining,
Says I must, too, decline;
The year, its life resigning—
Its lot foreshadows mine.

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2. The light my path surrounding,
The loves, to which I cling,
The hopes within me bounding,
The joys that round me wing-
All melt, like stars of even,
Before the morning's ray-
Pass upward unto heaven,
And chide at my delay.

3. The friends, gone there before me,
Are calling from on high;
And joyous angels o'er me,
Tempt sweetly to the sky.
'Why wait," they say, "and wither
'Mid scenes of death and sin?
O, rise to glory, hither,

And find true life begin."

4. I hear the invitation,

And fain would rise and come

A sinner to salvation;

An exile to his home:"

But, while I here must linger,
Thus, thus let all I see
Point on, with faithful finger,
To heaven, O Lord, and Thee.

H. M.

1. LORD of the worlds below!
On earth Thy glories shine;
The changing seasons show
Thy skill and power divine.
The rolling years are full of Thee;
In all we see, a God appears.

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2. Forth in the flowery spring,
We see Thy beauty move;
The birds on branches sing
Thy tenderness and love;

Wide flush the hills; the air is balm;
Devotion's calm our bosom fills.

3. Then come, in robes of light,
The summer's flaming days;
The sun Thine image bright,
Thy majesty, displays;

And oft Thy voice in thunder rolls;
But still our souls in Thee rejoice.

4. In autumn, a rich feast

Thy common bounty gives
To man, and bird, and beast,
And every thing that lives.
Thy liberal care at morn and noon,
And harvest moon, our lips declare.

5. In winter, awful Thou!

With storms around Thee cast!
The leafless forests bow

Beneath Thy northern blast.

While tempests lower, to Thee, dread King,
We homage bring, and own Thy power.

H. M.

FREEMAN.

1. YE boundless realms of joy,
Exalt your Maker's fame;
His praise your song employ
Above the starry frame:
Your voices raise, ye cherubim
And seraphim, to sing His praise.

2. Thou moon, that rul'st the night,
And sun, that guid'st the day,
Ye glittering stars of light,

To Him your homage pay:
His praise declare, ye heavens above,
And clouds that move in liquid air.

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3. Let them adore the Lord,
And praise His holy name,
By whose almighty word

They all from nothing came:
And all shall last, from changes free;
His firm decree stand ever fast.

4. United zeal be shown,

His wondrous fame to raise,
Whose glorious name alone
Deserves our endless praise:
Earth's utmost ends His power obey;
His glorious sway the sky transcends.

P. M.

1. FADING, still fading, the last beam is shining, Father in heaven! the day is declining, Safety and innocence fly with the light,

Temptation and danger walk forth with the night; From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime,

Shield me from danger, save me from crime.

Father, have mercy, through Jesus Christ our
Lord, Amen.

2. Father in heaven! O hear when we call;
Hear, for Christ's sake, who is Saviour of all;
Feeble and fainting we trust in Thy might,
In doubting and darkness Thy love be our light;
Let us sleep on Thy breast while the night taper
burns,

Wake in Thy arms when morning returns,
Father, etc.

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1. HERE we meet to part again,

But when we meet on Canaan's plain,
There'll be no parting there,

In that bright world above.

Shout! shout the victory, we 're on our journey home.

2. Here we meet to part again,

But there we shall with Jesus reign,
There'll be, etc.

3. Here we meet to part again,

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But when we join the heavenly train,
There 'll be, etc.

6s & 5s.

1. SEE the shining dew-drops
On the flowers strewed,
Proving as they sparkle
God is ever good.

2. See the morning sunbeams,
Lighting up the wood,
Silently proclaiming

God is ever good.

3. Hear the mountain streamlet
In the solitude,

With its ripple saying
God is ever good.

4. In the leafy tree-tops
Where no fears intrude,
Merry birds are singing
God is ever good.

5. Bring, my heart, thy tribute,
Songs of gratitude,

While all nature utters
God is ever good.

6s & 58.

1. SEE, the light is fading,
From the western sky;
Day, thou art departing,
Night is drawing nigh.

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2. Evening winds are breathing
Through the forest green,
Crimson clouds are wreathing
In the sky serene.

3. See the stars appearing
All around so bright,
Emblems ever cheering
Of eternal light.

7s, 6s & 8s.

1. How beautiful the morning,
When summer days are long;
O we will rise betimes, and hear
The wild-bird's happy song-
For when the sun pours down his ray,
The bird will cease to sing;

She'll seek the cool and silent shade,
And sit with folded wing.

2. Up in the morning early-
Tis Nature's gayest hour!
While pearls of dew adorn the grass,
And fragrance fills the flowers-
Up in the morning early,

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And we will bound abroad,
And fill our hearts with melody,
And raise our songs to God.

7s.

1. YOUNG and happy while thou art,
Not a furrow on thy brow,

Not a sorrow in thy heart,

Seek the Lord thy Saviour now.
In its freshness bring the flower,
While the dew upon it lies,
In the cool and cloudless hour
Of the morning sacrifice.

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