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mp 6 Oh! still restore our wandering feet,
— And still direct our way;
X Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet
/ The dawn of endless day.
K(\A HYMN 594, L. M,
tJU^h An Evening Hymn.
m 1 THUS far the Lord has led me on,
J- Thus far his power prolongs my days;
2 Much of my time has run to waste,
> 3 1 lay my body down to sleep,—
p Peace is the pillow for my head;
— While well-appointed angels keep
Their watchful stations round my bed.
> 4 Thus, when the night of death shall come, p My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,
< And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, mf With sweet salvation in the sound.
/r Q yr HYMN 595, L. M., 6 Lines.
*J*J*J For such as keep Saturday Evening.
dol 1 O WEET is the last, the parting ray,
The Sabbath's peaceful hours begin:
2 Hushed is the tumult of the day,
And worldly cares and business cease,-—
To hymn the glad return of peace:
3 Oft as this peaceful hour shall come,
Lord! raise my thoughts from earthly things,
< And bear them to my heavenly home, mf On faith and hope's celestial wings; > Till the last gleam of life decay,
< In one eternal Sabbath day.
ZQf> HYMN 596, S. M.
*J U O Saturday Evening.
mp 1 THE hours of evening close;
i- Its lengthened shadows, drawn
> O 'er scenes of earth, invite repose,
< And wait the Sabbath dawn.
mp 2 So let its calm prevail
0 'er forms of outward care; Nor thought for "many things" assail p The still retreat of prayer.
— 3 Our guardian Shepherd near
His watchful eye will keep;
> Will fold his flock to sleep.
— 4 So may a holier light,
< Than earth's, our spirits rouse,
mf. And call us, strengthened by his might,
— To pay the Lord our vows.
m 1 MY God! how endless is thy love! l'l Thy gifts are every evening new; And morning mercies from above, Gently distill, like early dew.
2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours! < Thy sovereign word restores the light,
mf And quickens all my drowsy powers.
— 3 1 yield my powers to thy command;
/tqq HYMN 598, CM.
%jucj Morning- or Evening Worship.
^N" thee, each morning, O my God!
> 2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost,
— Thy boundless love surveys;
< And, fired with grateful zeal, prepares mf A sacrifice of praise.
mp 3 When evening slumbers press my eyes,
— With his protection blest, In peace and safety, I commit
mp My wearied limbs to rest.
4 My spirit in his hand, serene,
— Fears no approaching ill;
> For, whether waking or asleep,
— Thou, Lord! art with me still.
/TQQ HYMN 599, CM.
%j*jil/ Morning and Evening Offering.
f 1 TJOSANNA, with a cheerful sound, -El To God's upholding hand!
— Ten thousand snares attend us round,
And yet secure we stand.
< 2 That was a most amazing power,
We lean upon the Lord.
3 The rising morn cannot assure,
That we shall end the day; \
mp For death stands ready at the dooi, *
To hurry us away. j
> 4 Our life is forfeited, by sin, j
— To God's avenging law; j
< We own thy grace, immortal King! *
— In everv breath we draw.
5 God is our sun, whose daily light
r*i-\f\ HYMN 600, L. M. 6 Lines.
\J \J \J Morning and Evening.
rn 1 T/STHElsr, streaming from the eastern skies
5 if The morning light salutes mine eyes,
*t O Sun of righteousness divine!
\ On me, with beams of mercy, shine;
J Chase the dark clouds of guilt away,
\ And turn my darkness into day.
* 2 When each day's scenes and labors close,
# — My conflicts o'er, my labors done,
/iai HYMN 601, lis and 5s.
GUI The JVew Year.
mf 1 HOME let us anew
v^ Our journey pursue, Roll round with the year, And never stand still till the Master appear; His adorable will Let us gladly fulfill, And our talents improve, By the patience of hope, and the labor of love. p 2 Our life is a dream;
— Our time, as a stream, Glides swiftly away,
And the fugitive moment refuses to stay: mp The arrow is flown—
The moment is gone—
— The millenial year
O Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here!
— 3 Oh! that each, in the day mf Of his coming, may say,—
"I have fought my way through— I have finished the work which thou gav'st me to Oh! that each, from his Lord, [do!" May receive the glad word,— "Well and faithfully done! mf Enter into my j oy, and sit down on my throne!n |
/.rxQ HYMN 602, L. M.
DUZ The changing Seasons.
f 1 riKEAT God! let all our tuneful powers vJ Awake, and sing thy mighty name:
— Thy hand revolves our circling hours,—
Thy hand, from which our being came.
mf 2 Seasons and moons, still rolling round
3 To thee we raise the annual song,
To thee the grateful tribute give;
4 Our life, our health, our friends, we owe
All to thy vast, unbounded love;
/ 5 Thus will we sing, till nature cease,
Till sense and language are no more,
HYMN 603, C. M.
New Year: Providential Goodness,
1 H OD of our lives! thy various praise
Thy hand directs our fleeting days,
2 To thee shall grateful songs arise,
Our Father and our Friend!