2 But creeping shades to vespers call,
And timely lore impart,

'To make our latest shadows fall
From sunshine in the heart.

3 Yes, even so; the summer leaf,
The summer flowers, declare
Their childlike, chastening belief,
That Thou dost make them fair.

4 O, let us cherish nature's creed,
And live and bloom to Thee;
For only childlike hearts, we read,
Can grace eternity.

460.

P. M.

MORNING HYMN.

ANONYMOUS.

1 OUR Father! we thank Thee for sleep,
For quiet and peaceable rest;

We bless the kind care that doth keep
Thy children from being distressed:

O, how in their weakness shall children repay
Thy fatherly kindness, by night and by day?

2 Our voices shall utter Thy praise, Our hearts shall o'erflow with Thy love; O, teach us to walk in Thy ways,

And lift us earth's trials above!

The heart's true affection is all we can give; In love's pure devotion, O, help us to live!

3 So long as Thou seest it right That here upon earth we should stay, We pray Thee to guard us by night, And help us to serve Thee by day; And when all the days of this life shall be o'er, Receive us in heaven, to serve Thee the more.

461.

L. M.

GOETHE.

EVEN-TIDE.

1 O'ER silent field and lonely lawn
Her dusky mantle night hath drawn;
At twilight's holy, heartfelt hour,
In man his better soul hath power.

2 The passions are at peace within,
And stilled each stormy thought of sin;
The yielding bosom, overawed,
Breathes love to man, and love to God.

462.

L. M.

SABBATH EVENING.

EDMESTON.

1 SWEET is the light of Sabbath eve,
And soft the sunbeam lingering there;
Those sacred hours this low earth leave,
Wafted on wings of praise and prayer.

2 The time, how lovely and how still! Peace shines and smiles on all below; The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill, All fair with evening's setting glow!

3 Season of rest! the tranquil soul
Feels thy sweet calm, and melts in love;
And while these sacred moments roll,
Faith sees a smiling heaven above.

4 Thou God of mercy, swift to hear,
More swift than man to tell his need;
Be Thou to us, this evening, near,
And to Thy fount our spirits lead!

463.

S. M.

BRIGGS' COLL.

SEASONS FOR PRAYER.

1 COME at the morning hour,
Come, let us kneel and pray;
Prayer is the Christian pilgrim's staff
To walk with God all day.

2 At noon, beneath the Rock
Of Ages, rest and pray;
Sweet is that shelter from the sun
In the weary heat of day.

3 At evening, in thy home,
Around its altar, pray;

And finding there the house of God,
With heaven then close the day.

4 When midnight veils our eyes,
O, it is sweet to say,

I sleep, but my heart waketh, Lord,
With Thee to watch and pray.

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464.

11s. M.

MRS. OSGOOD.

GLAD WORSHIP.

1 APPROACH not the altar with gloom in thy soul, Nor let thy feet falter from terror's control; God loves not the sadness of fear and mistrust; O, serve Him with gladness, -the Loving and Just!

2 His bounty is tender, His being is love; His smile fills with splendor the blue arch above;

Confiding, believing, O, enter always

His courts with thanksgiving, His portals with praise!

3 Come not to His temple with pride in thy mien,

But lowly and simple, in courage serene; Bring meekly before Him the faith of a child, Bow down and adore Him with heart undefiled!

PRAISE YE THE LORD.

1 Heralds of creation! cry,

MONTGOMERY.

Praise the Lord, the Lord most high!
Heaven and earth! obey the call;
Praise the Lord, the Lord of all.

2 For He spake, and forth from night
Sprang the universe to light;
He commanded, -nature heard,
And stood fast upon His word.

a Praise Him, all ye hosts above;
Spirits perfected in love!

Sun and moon! your voices raise;
Sing, ye stars! your Maker's praise.

4 Earth! from all thy depths below,
Ocean's hallelujahs flow;

Lightning, vapor, wind, and storm,
Hail and snow! His will perform.

5 Birds! on wings of rapture soar,
Warble at His temple's door;
Joyful sounds from herds and flocks,
Echo back, ye caves and rocks!

6 High above all height His throne;
Excellent His name alone;

Him let all His works confess!
Him let all His children bless!

466.

8 & 7s. M.

ANONYMOUS.

(C THE LORD IS IN HIS HOLY TEMPLE."

1 GOD is in His holy temple:

Thoughts of earth, be silent now,
While with reverence we assemble,
And before His presence bow.
He is with us now and ever,
When we call upon His name,
Aiding every good endeavor,
Guiding every upward aim.