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3 Oh let the same almighty care

Through all this day attend:
From every danger-every snare,

My heedless steps defend.
4 Smile on my minutes as they roll,

And guide my future days;
And let thy goodness fill my soul

With gratitude and praise.

C. M.


A Morning Hymn.
LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear

My voice ascending high ;
To thee will I direct my prayer,

To thee lift up mine eye;-
2 Up to the hills, where Christ is gone

To plead for all his saints,
Presenting at his Father's throne

songs and our complaints.
3 Thou art a God, before whose sight

The wicked shall not stand :
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,

Nor dwell at thy right hand. 4 But to thy house will I resort,

To taste thy mercies there;
I will frequent thine holy court,

And worship in thy fear.
5 Oh may thy Spirit guide my feet

In ways of righteousness;
Make every path of duty straight,

And plain before my face.

S. M.

BEHOLD the morning sun

Begins his glorious way;
His beams through all the nations run,

And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes,

It spreads diviner light,
It calls dead sinners from their tombs,

And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word!

And all thy judgments just! Forever sure thy promise, Lord,

And we securely trust.
4 My gracious God, how plain

Are thy directions given!
Oh! may I never read in vain,

But find the path to heaven.

C. M. 459

God the Preserver of Men.
THROUGH all the dangers of the night,

Preserved, O Lord, by thee,
Again we hail the cheerful light,

Again we bow the knee.
2 Oh! may the beams of truth divine,

With clear, convincing light,
In all our understandings shine,

And chase our mental night.
3 Preserve us, Lord, throughout the day,

And guide us by thine arm;
For they are safe, and only they,

Whom thou dost save from harm.

L. M. 460

An Evening Hymn.
THUS far the Lord has led me on;

Thus far his power prolongs my days;
And every evening 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;

He gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep;

Peace is the pillow for my head;
While well-appointed angels keep

Their watchful stations round my bed. 4 Thus, when the night of death shall come,

My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to break my tomb,

With sweet salvation in the sound. 461 DREAD Sovereign, let my evening song

Like holy, incense rise ;
Assist the offering of my tongue

To reach the lofty skies.
2 Through all the dangers of the day

Thy hand was still my guard;
And still to drive my wants away,

Thy mercy stood prepared.
3 Perpetual blessings from above

Encompass me around,
But oh! how few returns of love

Hath my Redeemer found!

C. M.

L. M.

4 What have I done for him who died

To save my guilty soul?
Alas! my sins are multiplied,

Fast as my minutes roll!
5 Yet, with this guilty heart of mine,

Lord, to thy cross I flee,
And to thy grace my soul resign,

To be renewed by thee. 462 GREAT God, to thee my evening song

With humble gratitude I raise ;
Oh let thy mercy tune my tongue,

And fill my heart with lively praise. My days unclouded as they pass,

And every gently rolling hour,
Are monuments of wondrous grace,

And witness to thy love and power. 3 Thy love and power, celestial guard,

Preserve me from surrounding harm: Can danger reach me while the Lord

Extends his kind, protecting arm? 4 Let this blest hope my eyelids close;

With sleep refresh my feeble frame; Safe in thy care may I repose,

And wake with praises to thy name. 463

GLORY to thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me---oh keep me, King of kings,

Beneath thine own almighty wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,

The ill that I this day have done;

L. M.

That with the world, myself, and thee,

I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Lord, let my soul forever share

The bliss of thy paternal care ;
'Tis heaven on earth'tis heaven above!
To see thy face, and sing thy love.

S. M. 464

An Evening Hymn.
ANOTHER day is past,

The hours forever fled;
And time is bearing me away,

To mingle with the dead.
2 My mind in perfect peace

My Father's care shall keep;
I yield to gentle slumber now,

For thou canst never sleep.
3 How blessed, Lord, are they,

On thee securely stayed!
Nor shall they be in life alarmed,
Nor be in death dismayed.

S. M.

THE day is past and gone,

The evening shades appear;
Oh, may I ever keep in mind,

The night of death draws near. 2 Lord, keep me safe this night,

Secure from all my fears ;
May angels guard me while I sleep,

Till morning light appears. 3 And when I early rise,

To view th' unwearied sun,

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