mp 5 Gently, with the dawning ray, 580. m 1 HOW HYMN 580, S. M. Morning-Prayer-Meeting. OW sweet the melting lay, mp 2 The breezes waft their cries, mp He listens to their bursting sighs, 3 So Jesus rose to pray, Before the morning-light; Once on the chilling mount did stay, f 4 Glory to God on high, Who sends his blessings down, 581. HYMN 581, S. M. Morning-Meditations. f 1 AWAKE, my drowsy soul! - These airy visions chase; 2 See how the rising sun Pursues his shining way; And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, 3 Thus would my rising soul p 4 Serene, I laid me down Beneath his guardian care; mp 5 Dear Saviour! to thy cross, I bring my sacrifice; < mf Tinged with thy blood, it shall ascend, 582. HYMN 582, C. M. A Morning-Song. mf 1 ONCE more, my soul! the rising day f Salutes thy waking eyes; Once more, my voice! thy tribute pay 2 Night unto night his name repeats, Wide as the heaven, on which he sits > 3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame,- My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, mp 4 A thousand wretched souls are fled, P And yet he lengthens out my thread,- 5 Great God! let all my hours be thine, Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 583. p 1 mf IN HYMN 583, L. M. Morning-Gratitude. N sleep's serene oblivion laid, I safely passed the silent night; Again I see the breaking shade,I drink again the morning-light. 2 New-born, I bless the waking hour, Once more, with awe, rejoice to be; My conscious soul resumes her power, And springs, my guardian God! to thee. -3 Oh! guide me through the various maze, My doubtful feet may this day tread; And spread thy shield's protecting blaze, Where dangers press around my head. f p 4 A deeper shade will soon impend,- That deeper sleep shall leave mine eyes; 584. Thy love-the rapture of the skies. HYMN 584, L. M. Praise to the God of the Morning. mf 1 GOD of the morning! at thy voice The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, f And like a giant doth rejoice, To run his journey through the skies;— mf 2 From the fair chambers of the east, The circuit of his race begins, f mf And without weariness or rest, Round the whole earth, he flies and shines. 3 Oh! like the sun may I fulfill Th' appointed duties of the day; March on, and keep my heavenly way. - 4 Lord! thy commands are clean and pure, Enlightening our beclouded eyes; Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure, 5 Give me thy counsel for my guide, All my desires and hopes beside Are faint, and cold, compared with this. 585. GRE EVENING. HYMN 585, L. M. m 1 REAT God! to thee my evening song With humble gratitude I raise; mf Oh! let thy mercy tune my tongue, 2 My days unclouded, as they pass, And every gently rolling hour, Are monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to thy love and power. mp 3 Seal my forgiveness in the blood Of Jesus;-his dear name alone I plead for pardon, gracious God! And kind acceptance, at thy throne. > 4 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close; With sleep refresh my feeble frame; Safe in thy care may I repose, mp mf 586. And wake with praises to thy name. HYMN 586, 7s. Evening-Contemplation. P 1 SOFTLY, now, the light of day Free from care, from labor free, - 2 Soon, for me, the light of day Then, from sin and sorrow free, 587. m 1 HYMN 587, C. M. Evening-Prayer and Praise. 1 INDULGENT Father! by whose care, Let me, this night, thy mercy share ;- mp 2 Show me my sins, and how to mourn mf 3 Let each returning night declare And, every hour, thy grace prepare > 4 And when, on earth, I close mine eyes, P < mf 588. HYMN 588, 8s and 7s, Peculiar. An Evening-Offering. m 1 THROUGH the day thy love nas spared us: mp Now we lay us down to rest; Through the silent watches guard us, Jesus! thou our guardian be, Sweet it is to trust in thee. 2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, Us and ours preserve from dangers, And, when life's short day is past, Rest with thee, in heaven, at last. こ 589. HYMN 589, 7s. Repose and Devotion. m 1 NOW, from labor and from care, Evening-shades have set me free; In the work of praise and prayer, Fill me with a Saviour's love. p 2 Sin and sorrow, guilt and wo, Wither all my earthly joys; Naught can charm me here below, mp But my Saviour's melting voice: For the mercies of this hour, For the Spirit's quickening power,- 590. m mf HYMN 590, C. M. An Evening-Song. 1 DREAD Sovereign, let my evening-song, holy incense, rise; Assist the offerings of my tongue, - 2 Through all the dangers of the day, Thy hand was still my guard; |