S.M. 1232 Abide with us... the day is far spent. 1 2 Luke 24. 29. AVIOUR, abide with us; SA The day is now far gone; We would obtain a blessing thus, We have not reached that land, Where holy angels round Thee stand, 3 Our sun is sinking now, O Sun of Righteousness, do Thou Shine on us evermore. 10s. J. M. NEALE. 1843. 1233 In the temple praising and blessing God. 1 Luke 24. 53. AVIOUR, again to Thy dear name we raise With one accord our parting hymn of praise; We stand to bless Thee ere our worship cease; Then, lowly kneeling, wait Thy word of peace. 2 Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way: With Thee began, with Thee shall end the day; Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, That in this house have called upon Thy name. 3 Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming night, Turn Thou for us its darkness into light; From harm and danger keep Thy children free, For dark and light are both alike to Thec. 4 Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life, Our balm in sorrow and our stay in strife; Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace. L.M. J. ELLERTON. 1866. 1234 Now the eventide was come.—Mark 11. 11. 1 T even, ere the sun was set, AT The sick, O Lord, around Thee lay; 4 And some are pressed with worldly care; And some such grievous passions tear, 5 And some have found the world is vain, 6 And none, O Lord, have perfect rest, 7 O Saviour Christ, Thou too art Man; Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried; Thy kind but searching glance can scan The very wounds that shame would hide. 8 Thy touch has still its ancient power; 8.8.8.6. H. TWELLS. 1868, 1235 And they returned... and rested. Luke 23. 56. 1 HE Sabbath-day has reached its close, THE Yet, Saviour, ere I seek repose, Grant me the peace Thy love bestows. Smile on my evening hour. 2 Weary, I come to Thee for rest: 3 Let not the Gospel seed remain 4 O Jesus, Lord, enthroned on high, 5 My only Intercessor Thou, 6 And, oh! when time's short course shall end, CHARLOTTE ELLIOTT. 1839. 7.6. 1236 The shadows of the evening are stretched out. 1 A Jer. 6. 4. Its peaceful hours all flown, This token of Thy kindness, 3 O Jesus! our dear Saviour, To Thee our songs we raise; So rich in ancient glories, So bright with hopes of bliss. O! may we reach Thy perfect, T. VINCENT TYMMS. 1866. 1237 They worshipped Him, and returned with 1 2 3 4 5 great joy.-Luke 24. 52. OUR day of praise is done; The evening shadows fall; But pass not from us with the sun, Around the throne on high, Too faint our anthems here; But, O the strains, how full and clear, Yet, Lord, to Thy dear will, If Thou attune the heart, 'Tis Thine each soul to calm, 6 A little while, and then Shall come the glorious end; J. ELLERTON. 1867. |