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L. M.

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.

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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!

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.

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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. 2 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.

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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;

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.

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S. M.

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.

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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,

May I set out to win the prize,
And after glory run.

4 Lord, when my days are past,
And I from time remove,
Oh! may I in thy bosom rest,
The bosom of thy love.

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SOFTLY now the light of day
Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care-from labor free,
Lord, I would commune with thee.

2 Soon, for me, the light of day
Shall forever pass away:

Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee!

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7s.

Evening Worship.

STEALING from the world away,
We are come to seek thy face;
Kindly meet us, Lord, we pray,
Grant us thy reviving grace.
2 Yonder stars that gild the sky,
Shine but with a borrowed light;
We, unless thy light is nigh,
Wander, wrapt in gloomy night.

3 Sun of righteousness! dispel

All our darkness, doubts, and fears;
May thy light within us dwell,
Till eternal day appears.

4 Warm our hearts in prayer and praise, Lift our every thought above;

Hear the sacred songs we raise;
Fill us with thy perfect love.

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C. M.

Humble Devotion and Thankfulness.

O LORD, another day is flown,
And we, a lonely band,

Are met once more, before the throne,
To bless thy fostering hand:
And wilt thou lend a listening ear
To praises low as ours?—

Thou wilt! for thou dost love to hear
The song which meekness pours.

2 And, Jesus, thou thy smile wilt deign,
As we before thee pray;
For thou didst bless the infant train,
And we are weak as they.
Oh let thy grace perform its part,
And let contention cease;
And shed abroad in every heart
Thine everlasting peace.

3 Thus chastened, cleansed, entirely thine, A flock by Jesus led;

The sun cf holiness shall shine

In glory on our head.

And thou wilt turn our wandering feet,
And thou wilt bless our way,

Till worlds shall fail, and faith shall greet
The dawn of lasting day.

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C. M.

Retirement and Retrospection.

I LOVE to steal awhile away

From every cumbering care,
And spend the hours of setting day
In humble, grateful prayer.

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