And spread thy shield's protecting blaze, Where dangers press around my head. 4 A deeper shade shall soon impend;

A deeper sleep mine eyes oppress: Yet then thy strength shall still defend, Thy goodness still delight to bless. 5 That deeper shade shall break away; That deeper sleep shall leave mine eyes: Thy light shall give eternal day; Thy love, the raptures of the skies. HYMN 402. L. M.

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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 influ'nce of the light divine, Let thine own light to others shine; Reflect all heav'n'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 pow'rs, 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.

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HYMN 403. C. M.

10 thee let my first off'rings rise,*
Whose sun creates my day;

Swift as his glad'ning influ'nce flies,
And spotless as his ray.

2 This day thy fav'ring hand be nigh,
So oft vouchsaf'd before!

Still may it lead, protect, supply,
And I that hand adore.

3 If bliss thy Providence impart,
For which, resign'd I pray :
Give me to feel the grateful heart,
That, without guilt, is gay.

4 Affliction shouldst thou please to send,
As sin's or folly's cure:
Patient, to gain that blessed end,
May I the means endure.

5 Be this and ev'ry future day
Still wiser than the past;

That, from the whole of life's survey,
I may find peace at last.

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2. EVENING.

HYMN 404. L. M.

LL praise to thee, my God! this night,
For all the blessings of the light.

Keep me, O keep me, King of kings!
Beneath thine own almighty wings.

2 Forgive me, Lord, through thy dear Son,
The ill that I have ever done;

That with the world, myself, and thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may

3 Teach

be.

Thee to live, that I may dread

as little as my bed;

To die, that this frail body may
Rise glorious at the awful day.

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HYMN 405. L. M.

Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days; And ev'ry ev'ning shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home: But he forgives my follies past, And strength supplies for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep; Peace is the pillow of my head: His ever-watchful eye will keep Its constant guard around my bed. Faith in his name forbids my fear: O may thy presence ne'er depart! And in the morning may I bear Thy loving kindness on my heart!

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HYMN 406. C. M.

NDULGENT God! whose bounteous care
O'er all thy works is shown:

O let my grateful praise and pray'r

Ascend before thy throne.

2 What mercies has this day bestow'd! •
How richly hast thou bless'd!
My cup with plenty overflow'd,

With cheerfulness my breast.

3 Now may sweet slumbers close mine eyes, From pain and sickness free;

And let my waking thoughts arise,

To meditate on thee.

4 So bless each future day and night, Till life's fond scene is o'er;

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And then to realms of endless light
O let my spirit soar!

HYMN 407. c. M.

LORD! thou wilt hear me, when I pray;

I am for ever thine:

I fear before thee all the day,

Nor would I dare to sin.

2 And, while I rest my weary head,
From cares and business free;
'Tis sweet conversing on my bed
With mine own heart and thee.

3 I pay this ev'ning sacrifice;

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And, when my work is done,
Great God, my faith and hope relies
Upon thy grace alone.

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HYMN 408. P. M. 75.

[NTERVAL of grateful shade,
Welcome to my weary head!
Welcome, slumber, to mine eyes,
Tir'd with glaring vanities.
2 My great Master still allows
Needful periods of repose:
By my heav'nly Father blest,
Thus, I give my pow'rs to rest.
3 Heav'nly Father! gracious name!
Night and day his love the same!
Far be each suspicious thought,
Ev'ry anxious care forgot!
4 Thou, my ever-bounteous God!
Crown'st my days with various good.
Thy eye, which cannot sleep,
My danceless hours shall keep.

5 What if death my sleep invade?
Should I be of death afraid?
While encircled by thine arm,
Death may strike, but cannot harm.
6 With thy heav'nly presence blest,
Death is life, and labour rest.
Welcome sleep or death to me,
Still secure, for still with thee!

3. NEW-YEAR.

HYMN 409. L. M.

REAT God! we sing that mighty hand,
By which supported, still we stand.

The op'ning year thy mercy shows:
Let mercy crown it, till it close.

2 By day, at night, at home, abroad,
Still we are guarded by our God;
By his incessant bounty fed,
By his unerring counsel led.

3 With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future, all to us unknown,
We to thy guardian-care commit,
And, peaceful, leave before thy feet.
4 In scenes exalted or depress'd,
Be thou our joy, and thou our rest:
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,
Ador'd through all our changing days.
5 When death shall interrupt our songs,
And seal in silence mortal tongues;
Our helper God, in whom we trust,
In better worlds our souls shall boast.