2 I love in solitude to shed Where none but God can hear. 3 I love to think on mercies past, 4 I love by faith to take a view Of brighter scenes in heaven; The prospect doth my strength renew, While here by tempests driven. 5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, May its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour, 14 Phœbe H. Brown, 1818. And, pressed with wants, and griefs, and THE twilight falls, the night is near, I fold my work away, And kneel to One who bends to hear The story of the day. 2 The old, old story; yet I kneel And cares grow lighter as I feel To trust His love for all. 2 How sweet to look in thoughtful hope, Beyond this fading sky, And hear Him call His children up 3 Calmly the day forsakes our heaven, To dawn beyond the west; So let my soul, in life's last even, Leonard Bacon, 1845. 16 St. Leonard. C. M. HENRY HILES. The shadows of the evening hours Fall from the dark'ning sky; Up on the fragrance of the flowers The dews of evening lie; 2 Before Thy throne, 0 Lord of heav'n! We kneel at close of day; 17 Lux Benigna. P. J. B. DYKES, 1868. 253. 22-2 222 25 Lead, kindly Light, a-mid th'en circling gloom, Lead Thou me The night is dark, and I am far from home, on; The dis tant scene; one step enough for me. A men. 2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou 3 So long Thy power has blest me, sure it Shouldst lead me on; I loved to choose and see my path; but now Lead Thou me on. I loved the garish day; and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will: remember not past years. Will lead me on [still O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, The night is gone, [till And with the morn those angel faces smile, Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile. Amen. John H. Newman, 1833. 18 Last Beam. p. Portuguese. 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,Father, have mercy, Father, have mercy thro Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. 2 2 2 Father in heaven, oh, hear when we call! In doubting and darkness, Thy love be our light; Let us sleep on Thy breast while the night taper burns, Father, have mercy, etc. Amen. Unknown. fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, 0 a bide with me! 号 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Change and decay in all around I see; 3 I need Thy presence every passing hour; 4 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless: 5 Hold Thou Thy Cross before my closing eyes; Amen. Henry F. Lyte, 1847. |