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And guide me to the seats of day,
Where winter frowns no more.

HYMN 95.

Morning or Evening.

1 My God, how endless is thy love!
Thy gifts are every ev'ning new,
And morning mercies from above,
Gently distil like early dew.

2 Thou spread'st the curtain of the night,
Great guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sov'reign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy pow'rs.
s I yield my powers to thy command;
To thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings from thy hand,
Demand perpetual songs of praise.

HYMN 96.

Morning.

(L. M.)

(L. M.)

1 In sleep's serene oblivion laid,
We safely pass'd the silent night;
Again we see the breaking shade,
And drink again the morning light.
2 New born we bless the waking hour,
Once more with awe rejoice to be;
Our conscious souls resume their pow'r,
And spring, O gracious God, to thee.
3 O guide us through the various maze,
Our doubtful feet are doom'd to tread;
And spread thy shield's protecting blaze,
When dangers press around our head.

4 A deeper shade will soon impend;
A deeper sleep our eyes oppress;
Yet still thy goodness shall defend,
Thy mercy still delight to bless.
5 That deeper shade shall fade away;
That deeper sleep shall leave our eyes;
Thy light shall give eternal day,
Thy love the rapture of the skies.

HYMN 97.

Morning.

1 Christ, whose glory fills the skies;
Christ, the true and only light;
Sun of righteousness arise;
Triumph o'er the shades of night:
Day Spring from on high be near;
Day Star in my heart appear.

2 Dark and cheerless is the morn,
Unaccompanied by thee;
Joyless is the day's return,
Till thy mercy's beams I see;
Till they inward light impart,
Glad my eyes and warm my heart.

3 Visit thou this soul of mine;
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
Fill me, radiancy divine;

Scatter all my unbelief;
More and more thyself display;
Shining to the perfect day.

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1 Awake, my soul and with the sun, Thy daily course of duty run;

(L. M.)

Shake off dull sloth, and early rise,
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
2 Thy talents to improve take care;
For the great day thyself prepare;
Redeem thy mispent time that's past,
And live this day as if thy last.
3 Let all thy converse be sincere;
Thy conscience as the noon day clear;
Think how th' all seeing God surveys
Thy secret thoughts and all thy ways.
4 Wake and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long unwearied sing
Glory to thee, Eternal King.

5 Lord, I my vows to thee renew;
Scatter my sins as early dew;

Guard the first springs of thought and will, And with thyself my spirit fill.

6 Suggest, direct, control this day,
All I design, or do, or say;

That all my powers, with all their might,
In thy sole glory may unite.

7 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise him all creatures here below;
Praise him above, y' angelic host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

HYMN 99.

Evening.

1 Glory to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light;

(L. M.)

Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Under thy own almighty wings.
2 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.
3 Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed:
Teach me to die, that so I may
Triumphant rise at the last day.
4 O may my soul on thee repose,

And with sweet sleep mine eye-lids close:
Sleep, that
may me more vig'rous make
To serve my God, when I awake.

5 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise him all creatures here below;
Praise him above, y' angelic host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

HYMN 100.

Evening.

1 Now from the altar of our hearts,
Let flames of love arise;
Assist us, Lord, to offer

Our ev'ning sacrifice.

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2 Minutes and mercies multiplied,
Have made up all this day;

Minutes came quick, but mercies were
More swift, more free than they.

3 New time, new favours, and new joys,
Do a new song require;

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(c. M.)

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Till we should praise thee as we would,
Accept our hearts desire.

HYMN 101.,

Evening.

1 Thus far the Lord has led me on;
Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days,
And every ev'ning shall make known,
Some fresh memorial of his grace.

2 Much of my time has run to waste,
And I, perhaps, am near my home;
But he forgives my follies past,
And gives me strength for days to come.
3 I lay my body down to sleep;
Peace is the pillow of my head,
While well appointed angels keep
Their watchful stations round my bed.
4 Thus when the night of death shall come,
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,
And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb,
With sweet salvation in the sound.

BURIAL SERVICE.

HYMN 102.

1 No more lament departed friends, Or shake at death's alarms; Death's but the servant Jesus sends,

To call us to his arms.

2 If sin be pardon'd we're secure; Death hath no sting beside;

(c. M.)

The law gave sin its strength and pow'r,
But Christ, our ransom, died.

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