2 The day is gone, its hours have run;
And thou hast taken count of all,
The scanty triumphs grace hath won,
The broken vow, the frequent fall.
Through life's long day and death's dark night,
O gentle Jesu, be our light.
3 Labour is sweet, for thou hast toil'd,
And care is light, for thou hast cared:
Ah! never let our works be soil'd
With strife, or by deceit ensnared.
Through life's long day and death's dark night,
O gentle Jesu, be our light.
4 For all we love, the poor, the sad,
The sinful, unto thee we call;
O let thy mercy make us glad;
Thou art our Jesus, and our all.
Through life's long day and death's dark night,
O gentle Jesu, be our light.
5 Sweet Saviour, bless us; night is come;
Through night and darkness near us be;
Good angels watch about our home,
And we are one day nearer thee.
Through life's long day and death's dark night,
O gentle Jesu, be our light 1.
"I will keep it night and day."
ISA. xxvii. 3.
1 GOD, that madest earth and heaven,
Darkness and light;
Who the day for toil hast given,
For rest the night:
May thine angel-guards defend us,
Slumber sweet thy mercy
Holy dreams and hopes attend us,
This livelong night.
2 Guard us waking, guard us sleeping;
And when we die,
May we, in thy mighty keeping,
All peaceful lie :
When the last dread call shall wake us,
Do not thou, our God, forsake us,
But to reign in glory take us,
With thee on high*.
1 THROUGH the day thy love has spared us,
Now we lay us down to rest;
Through the silent watches guard us,
Let no foe our peace molest :
Jesu, thou our guardian be,
Sweet it is to trust in thee.
2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers,
Dwelling in the midst of foes;
Us and ours preserve from dangers;
In thine arms may we repose;
And, when life's short day is past,
Rest with thee in heaven at last°.
"So he giveth his beloved sleep."
1 FATHER, by thy love and power
Comes again the evening hour:
Light has vanish'd, labours cease,
Weary creatures rest in peace;
Thou, whose genial dews distil
On the lowliest weed that grows,
Father, guard our couch from ill,
Grant thy children sweet repose:
We to thee ourselves resign,
Let our latest thoughts be thine.
2 Saviour, to thy Father bear
This our feeble evening prayer:
Thou hast seen how oft to-day
We like sheep have gone astray;
Worldly thoughts and thoughts of pride,
Wishes to thy cross untrue,
Secret faults and undescried
Meet thy spirit-piercing view;
Blessed Saviour, yet through thee
Pray that we may pardon'd be.
3 Holy Spirit, breath of balm,
Fall on us in evening's calm;
Yet awhile, before we sleep,
We with thee will vigils keep.
Lead us on our sins to muse,
Give us truest penitence;
Then the love of God infuse,
Breathing humble confidence ;
Melt our spirits, mould our will,
Soften, strengthen, comfort still.
4 Blessed Trinity, be near
Through the hours of darkness drear;
Then, when shrinks the lonely heart,
Thou, O God, most present art.
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Watch o'er our defenceless head;
Let thy angels' guardian host
Keep all evil from our bed;
Till the flood of morning rays
Wake us to a song of praise1.
The Creeds at Morning Prayer.
"THE CATHOLIC FAITH IS THIS: THAT WE WORSHIP ONE GOD IN TRINITY, AND TRINITY IN UNITY."
22. They rest not day and night, saying, Holy,
1 HOLY, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty,
Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee; Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and Mighty,
God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity.
2 Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore thee,
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be.
3 Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide thee, Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not
Only thou art holy there is none beside thee
Perfect in power, in love, and purity.
4 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty,
All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth,
and sky, and sea:
Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and Mighty,
God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity.
"One cried unto another, and said, Holy, [DOUBLE 8s. 7s.
holy, holy."-Isa. vi. 3.
1 ROUND the Lord in glory seated
Cherubim and seraphim
Fill'd his temple, and repeated
Each to each the alternate hymn.
"Lord, thy glory fills the heaven,
"Earth is with thy fulness stored;
"Unto thee be glory given,
2 Heaven is still with glory ringing,
Earth takes up the angels' cry,
Holy, holy, holy," singing,
"Lord of hosts, the Lord most High."
With his seraph train before him,
With his holy Church below,
Thus conspire we to adore him,
Bid we thus our anthem flow :
3 "Lord, thy glory fills the heaven,
"Earth is with thy fulness stored;
"Unto thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord."
Thus thy glorious name confessing,
We adopt thy angels' cry,
"Holy, holy, holy," blessing
Thee, the Lord of hosts most High ".
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