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3 If good thy providence impart,
For which resigned I pray, Give me to feel the grateful heart,
And without guilt be gay. 4 Afiction should thy love intend,
As sin's or folly's cure; Patient to gain that blessed end,
May I the means endure.
Some profit let me gain ;
May send to me in vain.
Still wiser than the past;
I may find peace at last.
380. L. M.
A Morning Hymn.
Thy daily stage of duty run ;
To pay thy morning sacrifice. 2 By influence of the light divine
Let thine own light to others shine ;
In ardent love and cheerful praise.
Scatter my sins as morning dew ;
4 Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say;
In thy sole glory may unite.
And hast refreshed me while I slept ;
381. L. M.
The daily Goodness of God.
Thy gifts are every evening new;
Gently distil like early dew. 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours !
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 3 Still make my daily wants thy care,
Forgive the sins which I forsake;
Let fellow-men of mine partake.
To thee I consecrate my days;
C. M. Morning or Evening Hymn. i UPWARD, each morning, O my God!
My waking thoughts ascend;
In thee my wishes end.
2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost,
Thy boundless love surveys ;
A sacrifice of praise. 3 God leads me through the maze of sleep,
And brings me safe to light;
Conducts my steps till night.
With his protection blest,
My weary limbs to rest.
Fears no approaching ill;
Thou, Lord, art with me still.
383. L. M.
An Evening Hymn.
For all the blessings of the light:
Beneath thine own almighty wings! 2 Forgive whate'er I've said or done,
Or felt or thought this day, that 's wrong;
I, e'er I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Teach me to live, that
The grave as little as my bed :
Serene behold the judgment-day. 4 O may my soul on thee repose,
And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close;
Sleep that shall me more active make
when I awake. 5 If death itself my sleep invade,
Why should I be of death afraid ?
Though he may strike, he cannot harm. 6 For death is life, and labour rest,
If with thy gracious presence blest ; 'Then welcome sleep or death to me, I'm still secure, for still with thee.
L. M. An Evening Hymn. Ps. iv. 8. 1 Thus far thou, LORD ! hast led me on ;
Thus far thy power prolongs my day's ;
Some fresh memorial of thy grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste,
And I perhaps am near my home;
And give me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep ;
Peace is the pillow of my head;
Ils constant guard around my bed. 4 Faith in thy name forbids my fear :
() may thy presence ne'er depart ! And in the morning may I bear
Thy loving-kindness on iny heart ! 5 Thus, when the night of death shall come,
My frame shall rest beneath the ground;
7 M. Meditations in the night Season. Ps. lxii. 6. 1 What though downy slumbers flee,
Strangers to my couch and me;
Cares and fears ne'er hannt my breast. 2 While the empress of the night
Scatters mild her silvery light;
Various through their mystic way: 3 While the stars unnumbered roll
Round the ever-constant pole ;
All my soul to God shall rise ; 4 'Midst the silence of the night,
Mingling with those angels bright,
Ceaseless love and ceaseless praise ; 5 'Midst the throng his gentle ear
Shall my grateful accents hear :
Secret comfort to my heart :
On the wings of faith and love :