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And still, to drive my wants away,
Thy mercy stood prepared.
Encompass me around;
Hath my Creator found !
To save my wretched soul?
Fast as the minutes roll!
To thy dear cross I flee;
To be renewed by thee.
I lay me down to rest,-
Or on my Saviour's breast. 591.
Evening Prayer and Praise. 1 INDULGENT God! whose bounteous care
O’er all thy works is shown,-
Arise before thy throne.
How largely hast thou blest !
With cheerfulness-my breast.
From pain and sickness free;
To meditate on thee.
Till life's vain scene is o'er;
Oh! let my spirit soar. 592.
Secret Prayer at Twilight. 1 I LOVE to steal awhile away,
From every cumbering care,
And spend the hours of setting day,
In humble, grateful prayer. 2 I love, in solitude, to shed
The penitential tear;
When none but God is near. 3 I love to think on mercies past,
And future good implore;
On him whom I adore.
Of brighter scenes in heaven;
While here by tempests driven.
May its departing ray
And lead to endless day. 593.
Evening. Worship in the Family. 1 O LORD! another day is flown,
And we, a lonely band,
To bless thy fostering hand.
To praises low as ours?
The song which meekness pours. 3 And, Jesus ! thou thy smiles wilt deign, As
before thee pray;
And we are less than they.
All evil far remove;
Thine everlasting love. 5 Thus cleansed from sin and wholly thine,
A flock by Jesus led,
In glory on our head.
6 Oh! still restore our wandering feet,
And still direct our way;
The dawn of endless day. 594.
Thus far his power prolongs my days;
Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste,
And I, perhaps, am near my home;
He gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep,
Peace is the pillow for my head;
Their watchful stations round my bed.
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,
L. M. 6 Lines. 595.
For such as keep Saturday-Evening
Which ushers placid evening in;
The Sabbath's peaceful hours begin :
The sacred hours of holy rest !
And worldly cares and business cease,-
To hymn the glad retun of peace :
To turn the wandering thoughts to heaven. 3 Oft as this peaceful hour shall come,
Lord! raise my thoughts from earthly things, And bear them to my heavenly home,
On faith and hope's celestial wings;
Till the last gleam of life decay,
S. M. 596.
Saturday-Evening. 1 THE hours of evening close;
Its lengthened shadows, drawn
And wait the Sabbath-dawn. 2 So let its calm prevail
O'er forms of outward care;
The still retreat of prayer. 3 Our guardian Shepherd near
His watchful eye will keep;
Will fold his flock to sleep. 4 So may a holier light,
Than earth's, our spirits rouse,
To pay the Lord our vows.
MORNING, OR EVENING.
L. M. 597.
A Song for Morning and Evening.
Thy gifts are every evening new;
Gently distill,like early dew. 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ! Thy sovereign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 3 I yield my powers to thy command;
To thee I consecrate my days;
Demand perpetual songs of praise.
C. M. 598.
Morning or Evening. Worship.
My waking thoughts attend;
In thee my wishes end.
Thy boundless love surveys;
A sacrifice of praise.
With his protection blest,
My wearied limbs to rest.
Fears no approaching ill ;
Thou, Lord ! art with me still.
To God's upholding hand !
And yet secure we stand.
That raised us with a word ;
We lean upon the Lord.
That we shall end the day;
To hurry us away.
To God's avenging law;
In every breath we draw.
Our joy and safety brings;