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14 How sweet to look, in thoughtful hope, Evening Twilight.

Beyond this fading sky, 2 I love, in solitude, to shed

And hear Him call His children up The penitential tear;

To His fair home on high. And all His promises to plead Where none but God can hear. 15 Calmly the day forsakes our heaven

To dawn beyond the west; 3 I love to think on mercies past,

So let my soul, in life's last even,
And future good implore;

Retire to glorious rest.
And all my cares and sorrows cast

Rev. Leonard Bacon. (1802–) 1845 On Him whom I adore. 4 I love, by faith, to take a view

"He knoweth the Way that I take."

Job xxiii. 1o.
Of brighter scenes in heaven;

I The twilight falls, the night is near, The prospect doth my strength renew,

I fold my work away, While here by tempests driven.

And kneel to One who bends to hear 5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er,

The story of the day.
May its departing ray
Be calm as this impressive hour,

2 The old, old story; yet I kneel
And lead to endless day.

To tell it at Thy call,

And cares grow lighter as I feel
Mrs. Phæbe Hinsdale Brown. (1783—1861.) 1824.

That Jesus knows them all.
Evening Twilight.

3 Thou knowest all : I lean my head; i Hail, tranquil hour of closing day,

My weary eyelids close;
Begone, disturbing care;

Content and glad awhile to tread
And look, my soul, from earth away This path, since Jesus knows.
To Him who heareth prayer.

4 And He has loved me: All my heart 2 How sweet the tear of penitence,

With answering love is stirred,
Before His throne of grace,

And every anguished pain and smart While, to the contrite spirit's sense

Finds healing in the word.
He shows His smiling face.

5 So here I lay me down to rest,
3 How sweet, thro' long-remembered years, As nightly shadows fall,
His mercies to recall,

And lean confiding on His breast
And pressed with wants, and griefs, andfears, Who knows and pities all.
To trust His love for all

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An Evening Psalm.

15 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine,
Ps. iv.
2 And while I rest my weary head,

To Thy dear cross I flee, From cares and business free,

And to Thy grace my soul resign 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed

To be renewed by Thee. With my own heart and Thee. 6 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood, 3 I pay this evening sacrifice;

I lay me down to rest,

As in the embraces of my God,
And when my work is done,
Great God, my faith and hope relies

Or on my Saviour's breast.

Rev. Isaac Watts. 1709. Upon Thy grace alone. 4 Thus with my thoughts composed to peace,


Evening Worship I'll give mine eyes to sleep;

1 O LORD, another day is flown, Thy hand in safety keeps my days,

And we, a lonely band, And will my slumbers keep.

Are met once more before Thy throne, Rev. Isaac Watts. (1674-1748.) 1716. To bless Thy fostering hand. 1235 An Evening Song

2 And wilt Thou bend a listening ear i DREAD Sovereign, let my evening song

To praises low as ours? Like holy incense rise ;

Thou wilt, for Thou dost love to hear Assist the offerings of my tongue

The song which meekness pours. To reach the lofty skies.

3 O let Thy grace perform its part, 2 Through all the dangers of the day

And let contention cease; Thy hand was still my guard;

And shed abroad in every heart And still to drive my wants away

Thine everlasting peace. Thy mercy stood prepared.

4 Thus chastened, cleansed, entirely Thine, 3 Perpetual blessings from above

A flock by Jesus led, Encompass me around;

The Sun of righteouness shall shine But O how few returns of love

In glory on our head. Hath my Creator found.

5 And Thou wilt turn our wandering feet, 4. What have I done for Him that died And Thou wilt bless our way; To save my wretched soul?

Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet How are my follies multiplied,

The dawn of lasting day. Fast as the minutes roll.

Henry Kirke White. (1785—1806.) 1803. ab. and sl. alt.

VESPERS. 8, 7.

Arr. from Friedrich von Flotow. (1812–)

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Safety in God.

13 Vainer still the hope of heaven,
Ps. xci.

That on human strength relies; 2 There no tumult can alarm thee,

But to Him shall help be given,
Thou shalt dread no hidden snare;

Who in humble faith applies.
Guile nor violence can harm thee,
In eternal safeguard there.

4 Seek we, then, the Lord's Anointed;

He will grant us peace and rest: 3 From the sword, at noonday wasting, From the noisome pestilence,

Ne'er was suppliant disappointed, In the depth of midnight, blasting,

Who through Christ his prayeraddressed.

Miss Harriet Auber. (1773-1862.) 1829. God shall be thy sure defence. 4 God shall charge His angel legions

1239 An Evening Prayer. Watch and ward o'er thee to keep; I HEAR my prayer, O heavenly Father, Though thou walk through hostile regions, Ere I lay me down to sleep:

Though in desert wilds thou sleep. Bid Thine angels, pure and holy, 5 Since, with pure and firm affection,

Round my bed their vigil keep. Thou on God hast set thy love,

2 Great my sins are, but Thy mercy With the wings of His protection

Far outweighs them every one; He will shield thee from above.

Down before Thy cross I cast them, 6 Thou shalt call on Him in trouble,

Trusting in Thy help alone.
He will hearken, He will save;
Here for grief reward thee double,

3 Keep me, through this night of peril, Crown with life beyond the grave.

Underneath its boundless shade;

Take me to Thy rest, I pray Thee,
James Montgomery. (1771—1854.) 1822. ab.

When my pilgrimage is made.
Our Need of God.
Ps. cxxvii.

4 None shall measure out Thy patience 1 VAINLY through night's weary hours,

By the span of human thought; Keep we watch, lest foes alarm;

None shall bound the tender mercies Vain our bulwarks, and our towers,

Which Thy holy Son has brought. But for God's protecting arm. 5 Pardon all my past transgressions; 2 Vain were all our toil and labor,

Give me strength for days to come; Did not God that labor bless;

Guide and guard me with Thy blessing, Vain, without His grace and favor,

Till Thine angels bid me home. Every talent we possess.

Miss Harriet Parr. 1856. sl. 2

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1242 Sacred Memories.

Evening Shadows 20 the lost, the unforgotten,

1 TARRY with me, O my Saviour, Though the world be oft forgot;

For the day is passing by; O the shrouded and the lonely,

See, the shades of evening gather, In our hearts they perish not.

And the night is drawing nigh. 3 Living in the silent hours

2 Deeper, deeper grow the shadows, Where our spirits only blend;

Paler now the glowing west; They, unlinked with earthly trouble,

Swift the night of death advances; We, still hoping for its end.

Shall it be the night of rest?

3 Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying, 4 How such holy memories cluster,

Lord, I cast myself on Thee; Like the stars when storms are past;

Tarry with me through the darkness; Pointing up to that far heaven

While I sleep, still watch by me. We may hope to gain at last.

C. C. Cox. 1848. 4 Tarry with me, O my Saviour;

Lay my head upon Thy breast 1241 On going to Rest.

Till the morning, then awake me,i SAVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing, Morning of eternal rest. Ere repose our spirits seal;

Mrs. Caroline Sprague Smith. 1855. ab. Sin and want we come confessing,

1243 Thou canst save, and Thou canst heal.

Be ye also ready.

1 Days and moments quickly flying 2 Though destruction walk around us,

Blend the living with the dead; Though the arrow past us fly,

Soon shall we who sing be lying Angel-guards from Thee surround us,

Each within our narrow bed. We are safe, if Thou art nigh. 3 Though the night be dark and dreary,

2 Jesus, infinite Redeemer, Darkness cannot hide from Thee;

Maker of this mighty frame;
Thou art He who, never weary,

Teach, O teach us to remember
Watchest where Thy people be.

What we are, and whence we came. 4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us,

3 Grant us grace, that whatsoever

May befall us, we may be
And our couch become our tomb,
May the morn in heaven awake us,

Ready for Thy solemn summons,
Clad in light and deathless bloom.

And in joy to answer Thee.

Rev. Edward Caswall. (1814–) 1849. ab, and alt. James Edmeston. (1791–1867.) 1820.

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1244 Te lucis ante terminum."
2 Guard from dreams that may affright;

Guard from terrors of the night;
Guard from foes, without, within;

Outward danger, inward sin. 3 Mindful of our only stay,

Duly thus to Thee we pray;
Duly thus to Thee we raise

Trophies of our grateful praise.
4 Hear the prayer, almighty King;

Hear Thy praises while we sing,
Hymning with Thy heavenly host,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Ambrose of Milan. (340—397.)
Tr. by Bp. Richard Mant. (1776-1848.) 1837.


The Lord is Thy Keeper." 1245*

Ps. cxxi. 1 Every morning mercies new

Thee to

guard us

And, as we confess the sin
And the tempter's power within,
Feed us with the Bread of Life;

Fit us for our daily strife.
4 As the morning light returns,

As the sun with splendor burns,
Teach us still to turn to Thee,
Ever blessed Trinity,
With our hands our hearts to raise,
In unfailing prayer and praise.

Rev. Horatius Bonar. (1808-) 184


The fading Light.
I SOFTLY now the light of day

Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care, from labor free,
Lord, I would commune with Thee,

2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye

Naught escapes, without, within,
Pardon each infirmity,
Open fault, and secret sin.

Fall as fresh as morning dew;
Every morning let us pay
Tribute with the early day;
For Thy mercies, Lord, are sure;

Thy compassion doth endure.
2 Still the greatness of Thy love

Daily doth our sins remove;
Daily, far as east from west,
Lifts the burden from the breast;
Gives unbought to those who pray

Strength to stand in evil day.
3 Let our prayers each morn prevail,
That these gifts may never fail;

*Sing 6 Halle p. 463.

3 Soon, for me, the light of day

Shall forever pass away :
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thec.

4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known

All of man's infirmity;
Then, from Thine eternal throne,
Jesus, look with pitying eye.
Bp. George Washington Doane, (1799–1859.) 1824

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