2 Thou spread'st the curtain of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sov'reign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy powers.
3 I yield myself to Thy command,
To Thee devote my nights and days;
Perpetual blessings from Thy hand
Demand perpetual hymns of praise.
HEN, streaming from the eastern skies,
The morning light salutes mine eyes,
O Son of righteousness divine!
On me, with beams of mercy, shine.
2 When each day's scenes and labors close,
And wearied nature seeks repose,
With pard'ning mercy richly blest,
Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest.
3 And, at my life's last setting sun,
My conflicts o'er, my labors done,
Jesus, Thy heavenly radiance shed
To cheer and bless my dying-bed.
OSANNA with a cheerful sound
To God's upholding hand!
Ten thousand snares our path surround,
And yet secure we stand.
2 How wondrous is that mighty power
Which form'd us with a word!
And ev'ry day and ev'ry hour
We lean upon the Lord.
3 The rising morn cannot assure
That we shall end the day;
For death stands ready at the door
To take our lives away.
4 God is our Sun, whose daily light
Our joy and safety brings;
Our feeble frame lies safe at night
Beneath His sheltering wings.
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 By influence of the light divine,
Let thy own light to others shine;
Reflect all heaven's propitious rays
In ardent love and cheerful praise.
3 Lord! I my vows to Thee renew:
Disperse my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with Thyself my spirit fill.
4 Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design to do or say;
That all my powers, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory may unite.
5 All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refresh'd me, while I slept!
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless light partake.
whose glory fills the skies,
Christ the true, the only light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Triumph o'er the shades of night!
Day-Spring, from on high, be near!
Day-Star, in my heart appear!
2 Dark and cheerless is the morn
Unaccompanied by Thee;
Joyless is the day's return,
Till Thy mercy's beams I see;
Till they inward light impart,
Cheer my eyes and warm my heart.
3 Visit, then, this soul of mine,
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief!
Fill me, Radiancy Divine,
Scatter all my unbelief!
More and more Thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day.
TORTH in Thy name, O Lord, we
Our daily labor to pursue;
Thee, only Thee, resolved to know,
In all we think, or speak, or do.
2 Still would we bear Thy easy yoke,
And ev'ry moment watch and pray;
Would still to things eternal look,
And hasten to Thy glorious day.
3 For Thee alone we would employ
Whate'er Thy bounteous grace hath given.
Would tread our course with even joy,
And closely walk with Thee to heaven.
OW the shades of night are gone,
Now the morning light is come;
Lord, may we be Thine to-day,
Drive the shades of sin away.
2 Fill our souls with heavenly light,
Banish doubt and cleanse our sight;
In thy service, Lord, to-day,
Help us labor, help us pray.
3 Keep our haughty passions bound;
Save us from our foes around;
Going out and coming in,
Keep us safe from ev'ry sin.
4 When our work of life is past,
Oh, receive us all at last!
Night of sin will be no more,
When we reach the heavenly shore.
YLORY to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, oh, keep me, King of kings,
Under Thine own almighty wings.
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
With joy behold the judgment-day.
4 Lord, let my soul for ever share The bliss of Thy paternal care; 'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above, To see Thy face and sing Thy love.
5 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow: Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
SAVIOUR, breathe an ev'ning blessing,
Ere repose our spirits sea
Sin and want we come confessing,
Thou canst save, and Thou canst heal;
Though destruction walk around us,
Though the arrow near us fly,
Angel-guards from Thee surround us,
We are safe if Thou art nigh.
2 Though the night be dark and dreary,
Darkness cannot hide from Thee:
Thou art He who, never weary,
Watchest where Thy people be;
Should swift death this night o'ertake us,
And our couch become our tomb,
May the morn in heaven awake us,
Clad in light and deathless bloom.
MHUS far the Lord has led me on;
Thus far His power prolongs my days
And ev'ry ev'ning shall make known
Some fresh memorial of His grace.
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