17 SA AVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing, Sin and want we come confessing; Thou canst save and Thou canst heal. 2 Though the night be dark and dreary, 18 3 Though destruction walk around us, 4 Be Thou nigh, should death o'ertake us ; And in Paradise awake us, There to rest in peace with Thee. 5 Father, to Thy holy keeping 6 Blessed Spirit, brooding o'er us, ALL LL praise to Thee, my God, this night For all the blessings of the light; Keep me, oh, keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine own almighty wings. 8.7. L. M. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, That with the world, myself, and Thee, 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; 4 Oh, may my soul on Thee repose, 5 When in the night I sleepless lie, 6 Oh, when shall I, in endless day, 7 Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow; 19 8.4.8.4.8.8.8.4. GOD, that madest earth and heaven, Darkness and light ; Who the day for toil hast given, May Thine angel-guards defend us, 2 Guard us waking, guard us sleeping, May we in Thy mighty keeping, When the last dread call shall wake us, 20 21 NOW from the altar of our hearts Let flames of love arise; Assist us, Lord, to offer up Our evening sacrifice. 2 Minutes and mercies multiplied 3 New time, new favors, and new joys Till we shall praise Thee as we would, C. M. BEFORE the ending of the day, Creator of the world, we pray That with Thy wonted favor, Thou 2 From all ill dreams defend our sight, L.M. 22 3 O Father, that we ask be done, Through Jesus Christ, Thine only Son; WEET Saviour, bless us ere we go: And make our lukewarm hearts to glow 8s. Through life's long day and death's dark night, 2 The day is gone, its hours have run, 3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways And bless us, more than in past days, Through life's long day and death's dark night, 4 For all we love, the poor, the sad, 5 Sweet Saviour, bless us; night is come; And we are one day nearer Thee. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesu, be our light. 23 S. M. OUR day of praise is done; The evening shadows fall; But pass not from us with the sun, 2 Around the throne on high, 3 Too faint our anthems here; But oh, the strains how full and clear 4 Yet, Lord, to Thy dear will 5 'Tis Thine each soul to calm, Each wayward thought reclaim, 6 A little while, and then Shall come the glorious end; Also the following: 389 Three in One, and One in Three. 535 Now the day is over. 642 Tarry with me, O my Saviour! 643 Inspirer and Hearer of prayer. 644 Great God, to Thee my evening song. |