2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep

My weary eyelids gently steep,
Be my last thought, how sweet to rest

For ever on my Savior's breast.
3 Abide with me from morn till eve,

For without Thee I cannot live;
Abide with me when night is nigh,

For without Thee I dare not die.
4 If some poor wandering child of Thine

Have spurned today the voice divine,
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin;

Let him no more lie down in sin.
5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor

With blessings from Thy boundless store;
Be every mourner's sleep tonight,

Like infants' slumbers, pure and light.
6 Come near and bless us when we wake,

Ere through the world our way we take,
Till in the ocean of Thy love
We lose ourselves in heaven above.

J. Keble. 1820

For all Thy count-less bless - ings We praise Thy ho - ly name,

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568

L. M.

L. Bourgeois, 1551

Great God, we praise Thy gracious care, Which does our dai-ly bread prepare;

o bless the earth-ly food we take, And feed our souls for Je-sus' sake.

2 We thank Thee, Lord, for this our food,

For life and health, and every good:
May manna to our souls be given,
The Bread of life, sent down from heaven.

J. Cennick, 1741

569

L. M.

German, 1605

e

Our ta

ble now with food is spread; O God, who giv-est dai-ly bread,

Bless these Thy gifts up

- on

us so

That strength of bod - y they be-stow.

2 O feed the hungry, God of love, 3 Defend and bless our government,

Who sigh for bread to Heaven above; And give us all a mind content!
Give to our land prosperity,

O grant our souls the heavenly food And bless the earth, the sky, the sea! Which Jesus purchased with His blood.

2 When stooping to earth from the brightness of heaven,

Thy blood for our ransom so freely was given,
Thou deignedst to listen while children adored,

1: With joyful Hosannas, the blest of the Lord. : |
3 Those arms, which embraced little children of old,

Still love to encircle the lambs of the fold;
That grace which inviteth the wandering home,

11: Hath never forbidden the youngest to come.:/
4 Hosanna! Hosanna! Great Teacher, we raise

Our hearts and our voices in hymning Thy praise;
For precept and promise so graciously given,
1: For blessings of earth, and for glories of heaven.:|

Anon,

571

8, 7. 6L

Erik K. Hoff, b, 1832

Sav - ior, like

a shep-herd lead us, Much we need Thy tenderest care:

2 Thou hast promised to receive us,

Poor and sinful though we be; Thou hast mercy to relieve us,

Grace to cleanse, and power to free; Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,

Let us early turn to Thee.

3 Early let us seek Thy favor,

Early let us do Thy will;
Blessed Lord and only Savior,

With Thy love our bosoms fill;
Blessed Jesus, Blessed Jesus,

Thou hast loved us, love us still.