MORNING AND EVENING.

1,253

S.M.

I will rise to give thanks to
Thee.-Ps. 119. 62.

ANOTHER day begun!

Lord, grant us grace that we,

Before the setting of the sun,
Redeem the time for Thee.

Another day of toil!

To Thee we yield our powers;

And let not sin our conscience soil

Through all the passing hours.

Another day of fear!

For watchful is our foe;

And sin is strong, and death is near,
And short our time below.

Another day of hope!

For Thou art with us still;

And Thine almighty strength can cope With all who seek our ill.

Another day of grace

To help us on our way!

One step toward the resting-place-
The eternal Sabbath-day.

J. ELLERTON. 1870.
C.M.

1254 The things which are not seen

are eternal.-2 Cor. 4. 18.

1 THE roseate hues of early dawn,
The brightness of the day,

The crimson of the sunset sky,
How fast they fade away;
O for the pearly gates of heaven,
O for the golden floor;

O for the Sun of Righteousness,
That setteth nevermore!

? The highest hopes we cherish here,
How fast they tire and faint!
How many a spot defiles the robe
That wraps an earthly saint!
O for a heart that never sins,

O for a soul washed white!

O for a voice to praise our King,
Nor weary day or night!

3 Here faith is ours, and heavenly hope
And grace to lead us higher;

But there are perfectness and peace
Beyond our best desire.

O by Thy love and anguish, Lord;
O by Thy life laid down;

O that we fall not from Thy grace,
Nor cast away our crown!

MRS. C. F ALEXANDER.

8.8.8.4.

1853.

1255 He that keepeth thee, will not

THE

slumber.-Ps. 121. 3.

1 THE radiant morn hath passed away, And spent too soon her golden store; The shadows of departing day

Creep on once more.

2 Our life is but a fading dawn;
Its glorious noon how quickly past!
Lead us, O Christ! when all is gone,
Safe home at last.

Who now for all comers invitingly waits. 3 We come to be soothed with His merciful healing, [of the day; The dews of the night cure the wounds We come, our life's worth and its brevity feeling, [we pray.

With thanks for the past; for the futur

4 Lord, save us from folly; be with us in sorrow; [rest: Sustain us in work till the time of our When earth's day is over, may heaven's [possest.

to-morrow Dawn on us, with homes, long expected,

T. T. LYNCH. 1856. 6.4.6.6.

1257 At evening time it shall be light.

-Zech. 14. 7.

1The daylight dies;

HE sun is sinking fast,

Let love awake and pay
Her evening sacrifice.

2 As Christ upon the Cross
In death reclined,
Into His Father's hands
His parting soul resigned,
3 So now herself my soul
Would wholly give
Into His sacred charge
In whom all spirits live;
4 So now beneath His eye
Would calmly rest,
Without a wish or thought
Abiding in the breast,

5 Save that His will be done
Whate'er betide;
Dead to herself, and dead
In Him to all besid

6 Thus would I live; yet now Not I, but He,

In all His power and love,
Henceforth alive in me.

7 One sacred Trinity!
One Lord Divine!
Myself for ever His,
And He for ever mine!

LATIN HYMN.

TR. BY S. CASWALL. 1849.

L.M.

1258 I will both lay me down in peace

and sleep.-Ps. 4. 8.

And earthly hopes and human succours When all is dark, may we behold Thee nigh, [I!" And hear Thy voice-"Fear not, for it is

1TAll thanks, O Lord, to Thee!

HE day is past and over;

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3

4

We pray Thee now that sinless
The hours of dark may be.
O Jesus, keep us in Thy sight,

And guard us through the coming night!
The joys of day are over:

We lift our hearts to Thee; And ask Thee that offenceless The hours of dark may be.

O Jesus, keep us in Thy sight,

And guard us through the coming night!

The toils of day are over:

We raise the hymn to Thee; And ask that free from peril The hours of dark may be.

O Jesus, keep us in Thy sight,

And guard us through the coming night!

Be Thou our soul's preserver,
O God, for Thou dost know

How many are the perils

Through which we have to go.

O loving Jesus, hear our call,
And guard and save us from them all!

ANATOLIUS.

450. TR. BY J. M. NEALE.. 1862.

ENEATH Thy wings, Lord Jesus, We lay us down to rest,

BE

For in their blessed shadow,

No foe will dare molest.
The evening clouds have gathered,
There is no ray of light,

O Jesus, be our shelter,

And keep us through the night. 2 The toil of day is over,

And gone is all its care,
And in Thee calmly trusting,
We lift our evening prayer.
If we from Thee have fallen
By any act of sin,

O Jesus, now restore us,

And make us pure and clean.

3 From bitter pangs of conscience,
In mercy give release,

Then our poor weary spirits
Shall rest in perfect peace;
And when the morning dawneth,
If such Thy will should be,

O Jesus, be our shelter,
And keep us close to Thee.

made light

The heat and burden of the toilsome day,
Be with me also in the silent night,
Be with me when the daylight fades
away.

2 O speak a word of blessing, gracious
Lord,
[power;

Thy blessing is endued with soothing On the poor heart worn out with toil, Thy word [shower. Falls soft and gentle as the evening 3 How sad and cold, if Thou be absent, Lord,

The evening leaves me, and my heart how dead!

But if Thy presence grace my humble board,

1 seem with heavenly manna to be fed ;

2 Thou art our Holy Lord, The all-subduing Word, Healer of strife:

Thou didst Thyself abase, That from sin's deep disgrace Thou mightest save our race, And give us life.

3 O wisdom's Great High Priest, Thou hast prepared the feast Of holy love;

And in our mortal pain,
None calls on Thee in vain ;
Help Thou dost not refrain-
Help from above.

4 Be ever near our side,
Our Shepherd and our Guide,
Our staff and song:
Jesus, Thou Christ of God,
By Thy perennial word,

6.5.

sweet repose,

The calm of evening settles on my

breast;

If Thou be with me when my labours close,

No more is needed to complete my rest.

5 Come, then, O Lord, and deign to be my guest,

After the day's confusion, toil, and din; O come to bring me peace, and joy, and rest,

To give salvation, and to párdón sin !

6 Bind up the wounds, assuage the aching smart

Left in my bosom from the day just past, And let me on a Father's loving heart Forget my griefs, and find sweet rest at last.

C. J. P. SPITTA.

1843.

TR. BY RICHARD MASSIE.

THE YOUNG.

6.6.4.6.6.6.4.

shepherd.-Isa. 40. 11. ESUS is our Shepherd,

1

JES

Wiping every tear; Folded in His bosom,

What have we to fear?
Only let us follow

Whither He doth lead,
To the thirsty desert,

Or the dewy mead.

2 Jesus is our Shepherd;

Well we know His voice,
How its gentlest whisper

Makes our heart rejoice!
Even when He chideth,

Tender is His tone:
None but He shall guide us;
We are His alone.

3 Jesus is our Shepherd;

For the sheep He bled;
Every lamb is sprinkled
With the blood He shed;
Then on each He setteth

His own secret sign

"They that have My spirit,

These," saith He, "are Mine."

10. 14.

1 CHEPHERD of tender youth,

Guiding, in love and truth, Through devious ways; Christ, our triumphant King, We come Thy name to sing, And here our children bring, To shout Thy praise.

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Guarded by His arm, Though the wolves may raven, None can do us harm;

When we tread death's valley,
Dark with fearful gloom,
We will fear no evil,
Victors o'er the tomb.

HUGH STOWELL. 1849.

S.M.

cease;

In strength or weakness may we see
Our heavenward path, O Lord, through
Thee.

3 0 Truth, before whose throne we bow,
Thou priceless pearl for all who seek,
To Thee our earliest strength we vow,
Thy love will bless the pure and meek.
When dreams or mist beguile our sight,
Turn Thou our darkness into light.
4 O Life, the well that ever flows

To slake the thirst of those who faint, Thy power to bless what seraph knows? Thy joy supreme what words can paint? In earth's last hour of fleeting breath, Be Thou our Conqueror over death. 5 O Light, O Way, O Truth, O Life, O Jesus, born mankind to save, Give Thou Thy peace in deadliest strife, Shed Thou Thy calm on stormiest wave; Be Thou our hope, our joy, our dread, Lord of the living and the dead!

E. H. PLUMPTRE. 1868.

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7.6.

Love is of God.-1 John 4. 7. OW dearly God must love us,

HOW And this poor world of ours,

To spread blue skies above us,

And deck the earth with flowers! There's not a weed so lowly,

Nor bird that cleaves the air, But tells, in accents holy,

His kindness and His care.

2 He bids the sun to warm us,
And light the path we tread;
At night, lest aught should harm us,
He guards our welcome bed;
He gives our needful clothing,
And sends our daily food;
His love denies us nothing
His wisdom deemeth good

3 The Bible, too, He sends us,
That tells how Jesus came,
Whose word can save and cleanse us
From guilt and sin and shame.

O may God's mercies move us
To serve Him with our powers!
For, O how He must love us,
And this poor world of ours!

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S. W. PARTRIDGE.

7.6.

1841.

The holy scriptures, which are able to make thee wise unto salvation.-2 Tim. 3. 15.

1 WE love the good old Bible,

The glorious Word of God:
The lamp for those who travel
O'er all life's dreary road;
The watchword in life's battle,
The chart on life's dark sea;
The beautiful, dear Bible,
It shall our teacher be.

2 Who would not love the Bible,
So beautiful and wise?
Its teachings charm the simple,
And all point to the skies;
Its stories all so mighty,

Of men so brave to see:
The beautiful, dear Bible,
It shall our teacher be.

3 But most we love the Bible,

For there we children learn
How Christ for us became a child,
Our hearts to Him to turn;
And how He bowed to sorrow,
That we His face might see;
The Bible, yes, the Bible,
It shall our teacher be.

E. PAXTON HOOD.

6.6 8.4.

1870.

1269 There shall come a star out of

Jacob.-Numb. 24. 17.

1 THE Lord, to Thee we pray;

star of morn has risen:

O uncreated Light of light,

Guide Thou our way,