HYMNS. MORNING HYMNS. HYMN 1. AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun my dew ; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with Thyself my spirit fill. B Direct, controul, suggest this day, HYMN 2. LORD of my life, O may Thy praise Employ my noblest powers, And fills the circling hours. I passed the shades of night, And see returning light. And restless pains and woes ; And undisturb'd repose. And I unconscious lay, To guard my feeble clay. My waking hours attend ; My heedless steps defend. And guide my future days ; With gratitude and praise. HYMN 3. MY GOD, how endless is Thy love ! Thy gifts are every evening new ; And morning mercies from above, Gently distil like early dew. Thou spread’st the curtains of the night, Great guardian of my sleeping hours ; Thy sov'reign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers. I yield my pow'rs to Thy command ; To Thee I consecrate my days : Perpetual blessings from Thy hand, Demand perpetual songs of praise. EVENING HYMNS. HYMN 4. GLORY to Thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light ; Keep me, o keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine own Almighty wings. Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ills that I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. Teach me to live, that I may dread bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the judgment day. Oh, let my soul on Thee repose, may sweet sleep mine eyelids close ; HYMN 5. IS there a time when moments flow, More lovelily than all beside ? It is of all the times below, A Sabbath eve in summer tide. And then the peace that Jesus beams, The life of grace, the death of sin, With nature's placid woods and streams, Is peace without, and peace within. Delightful scene ! a world at rest, A God, all love, no grief, no fear ; A heav'nly hope, a peaceful breast, A smile unsullied by a tear. If heav'n be ever felt below, A scene so heav'nly sure as this, May cause a heart on earth to know Some foretaste of celestial bliss. Delightful hour ! how soon will night Spread her dark mantle o'er thy reign ; And morrow's quick returning light, Must call us to the world again. Yet will there dawn at last a day ; A sun that never sets, shall rise : Night will not veil her ceaseless ray, The heav'nly Sabbath never dies. HYMN 6. INSPIRER, and hearer of prayer, Supporter and Guardian of Thine ! My all to Thy covenant care I, sleeping, and waking, resign: If Thou art my Shield and my Sun, The night is no darkness to me; And fast as my moments roll on, They bring me but nearer to Thee. Thy ministring spirits descend, To watch while Thy saints are asleep ; By day and by night they attend, The heirs of salvation to keep ; Bright seraphs, dispatch'd from the throne, Repair to the stations assign’d, And angels elect are sent down, To guard the elect of mankind. Thy worship no interval knows, Their fervour is still on the wing ; And while they protect my repose, They chant to the praise of my King : |