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VESPERS.

SECOND TUNE.

R. P. STEWART.

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‘At the time of the offering of the evening sacrifice.'
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HE sun is sinking fast,

Into His sacred charge
The daylight dies;

In whom all spirits live,
Let love awake, and pay

4 So now beneath His eye
Her evening sacrifice.

Would calmly restp 2 As Christ, upon the cross

Without a wish or thought
In death reclined,

Abiding in the breast,
Into His Father's hands

5 Save that His will be done
His parting soul resigned,

Whate'er betide-mp 3 So now herself my soul

Dead to herself, and dead
Would wholly give

In Him to all beside.
m 6 Thus would I live; yet now

Not I, but He
In all His power and love

Henceforth alive in me,
mf 7 One sacred Trinity,

옵응 One Lord Divine;

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Myself for ever His,

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H. SMART.

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When I sit in darkness, the Lord shall be a light unto me.'
тр HE day is gently sinking to a

Fainter and yet more faint the sunlight glows:
O Brightness of Thy Father's glory, Thou

Eternal Light of light, be with us now;
mf Where Thou art present darkness cannot be;

Midnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with Thee.
mp 2 Our changeful lives are ebbing to an end;

Onward to darkness and to death we tend :
mf O Conqueror of the grave, be Thou our Guide,
d Be Thou our Light in death's dark eventide;

Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom,

No sting in death, no terror in the tomb.
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Thou who in darkness walking didst appear
Upon the waves, and Thy disciples cheer,
Come, Lord, in lonesome days, when storms assail,
And earthly hopes and human succours fail;
When all is dark, may we behold Thee nigh,

And hear Thy voice, Fear not, for it is I.
mp 4 The weary world is mouldering to decay;

Its glories wane, its pageants fade away:
In that last sunset, when the stars shall fall,
May we arise, awakened by Thy call,
With Thee, O Lord, for ever to abide
In that blest day which has no eventide.

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THE day is past and over :

All thanks, O Lord, to Thee;
I pray Thee now that sinless

The hours of dark may be.
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O Jesus, keep me in Thy sight,
And guard me through the coming night.

The joys of day are over:

I lift my heart to Thee,
And pray Thee that offenceless

The hours of dark may be.
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O Jesus, keep me in Thy sight,

And guard me through the coming night.
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The toils of day are over :
I raise the hymn to Thee,