TIMES AND SEASONS.

HYMN 505. C. M.

Wareham, Florence.
Morning.

1 WHEN we, with welcome slumber

press'd,

Had clos'd our weary eyes,
A pow'r unseen secur'd our rest,
And made us joyful rise.

2 Numbers this night have doubtless met
Their long eternal doom;
And lost the joys of morning light,
In death's tremendous gloom.

3. But life to us its light prolongs,—
Let warmest thanks arise;

Great God, accept our morning songs,
Our willing sacrifice.

HYMN 506. C. M. STEELE.

Braintree, Rochester.

1 GREAT God, preserved by thine arm,

pass'd the shades of night;

Serene and safe from ev'ry harm,
And see returning light.

2 Oh, let the same Almighty care
My wakeful hours defend;

From ev'ry danger, ev'ry snare,
My heedless steps defend.

3 Smile on my minutes as they roll,
And guide my future days;
And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.

HYMN 507. C. M. J. STEward.
Bray, Barby, Clarendon.

HOULD God forbid the sun to rise,
And endless darkness reign,
Justice would silence ev'ry mouth,
Nor let a thought complain.

2 Thus had the Sun of Righteousness
Never arose and shone,

The frowning heav'ns had flash'd with wrath,

For crimes which we have done.

s Then had salvation ne'er appear'd,
Nor angels sung of peace;
The anthem never had begun,
Which now will never cease.

4 But, thanks to God, the nat❜ral sun
Does light and heat convey;

1

The Sun of Righteousness will shine,
An everlasting day.

MY lovely Jesus, while on earth,

Arose before 'twas day;

And to a solitary place
Departed, there to pray.

2 I'll do as did my blessed Lord-
His footsteps I will trace;
I love to meet him in the grove,
And view his smiling face.

3 Early I'll vise, and sing and pray,
While I the light enjoy;

May this bless'd work, from day to day,
My heart and tongue employ.

HYMN 509. 7s.

Pleyel's, Redeeming-Love.

1 OW the shades of night are gone; Now the morning light is come;

Lord, may I be thine to-day-
Drive the shades of sin away.

2 Fill my soul with heav'nly light,
Banish doubt, and cleanse my sight;
In thy service, Lord, to day,
Help me labor, help me pray.

3 Keep my haughty passions boundSave me from my foes around; Going out and coming in,

Keep me safe from ev'ry sin.

4 When my work of life is past,
Oh! receive me then at last!
Night of sin will be no more,
When I reach the heav'nly shore.

NDULGENT Father, by whose care,

IP've pass'd another day,

Let me this night thy mercy share,
And teach me how to pray.

Show me my sins, and how to mourn
My guilt before thy face;
Direct me, Lord, to Christ alone,
And save me by thy grace.

Let each returning night declare
The tokens of thy love;

And ev'ry hour thy grace prepare
My soul for joys above.

And when on earth I close mine eyes,
To sleep in death's embrace,
Let me to heav'n and glory rise,
T'enjoy thy smiling face.

HYMN 511. c. M.

York, Mear.

H. K. WHITE.

LORD, another day is flown,
And we, a lonely band,

Are met once more before thy throne,
To bless thy fost’ring hand.

And wilt thou bend a list'ning ear
To praises low as ours?

Thou wilt! for thou dost love to hear
The song which meekness pours.

3 And, Jesus, thou thy smiles wilt deign, As we before thee pray;

For thou didst bless the infant train,
And we are less than they.

4 Oh, let thy grace perform its part,
And let contention cease;
And shed abroad in ev'ry heart
Thine everlasting peace.

HYMN 512. S. M.

Yarmouth, Wirksworth.

THE day is past and gone,

The ev'ning shades appear;

Oh, may I ever keep in mind,

The night of death draws near.

2 I lay my garments by,

Upon my bed to rest;

So death will soon remove me hence,
And leave my soul undrest.

3 Lord, keep me safe this night,
Secure from all my fears;
May angels guard me while I sleep,
Till morning light appears.

4 And when I early rise,

To view th' unwearied sun,
May I set out to win the prize,
And after glory run:

5 That when my days are past,
And I from time remove,

Lord, I may in thy bosom rest,
The bosom of thy love.