Going out, and coming in, Keep us safe from every sin. 4 When our work of life is past, O, receive us then at last, Night of sin will be no more, When we reach the heavenly shore. HARTFORD Sel. HYMN 10. C. M. Medfield. Evening. 1 O Lord another day is flown, And we a little band, Are met once more before thy throne, 2 And wilt thou bend a list'ning ear, Thou wilt, for thou dost love to hear 3 And, Jesus! thou thy smiles wilt deign, For thou didst bless the infant train, 4 O, let thy grace perform its part, 5 Thus chasten'd, cleans'd, entirely thine, A flock by Jesus led; The Sun of holiness shall shine, In glory on our head. 6 And thou wilt turn our wand'ring feet. Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet H. K. WHITE. HYMN 11. L. M. Portugal. Morning or Evening. 1 My God! how endless is thy love! 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, 3 I yield my pow'rs to thy command, HYMN 12. C. M. Dedham. Morning. 1 Lord of my life! O, may thy praise 2 Preserv'd by thine almighty arm 3 0, let the same almighty care, 4 Smile on my minutes as they roll, And let thy goodness fill my soul WATTS. STEELE. HYMN 13. C. M. Brattle Street. Evening. 1 Indulgent God, whose bounteous care 2 What mercies has this day bestow'd! 3 Now may soft slumbers close my eyes, And let my wakeful thoughts arise 4 Thus bless each future day and night, Till life's vain scene is o'er; And then to realms of endless light, O, let my spirit soar. LIVERPOOL COL. HYMN 14. S. M. Watchman. Evening. 1 The day is past and gone, 2 We lay our garments by, So death will soon disrobe us all 3 Lord! keep us safe this night, May angels guard us while we sleep, 4 And, if we early rise And view the unwearied sun, May we set out to win the prize, And after glory run. 5 And when our days are past, O, may we in thy bosom rest, ANON. HYMN 15. C. M. Brattle Street. Evening. 1 Dread Sovereign! let my evening song, Like holy incense rise; Assist the offerings of my tongue To reach the lofty skies. 2 Through all the dangers of the day, 3 Perpetual blessings from above But, O! how few returns of love 4 What have I done for him, who died How are my follies multiplied, Fast as my minutes roll! 5 Lord! with this guilty heart of mine, To thy dear cross I flee, And to thy grace my soul resign To be renew'd by thee. 6 Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood, I lay me down to rest, As in the embraces of my God, Or on my Saviour's breast. WATTS. HYMN 16. C. M. St. Martin's. Morning. 1 God of our lives! our morning songs, 2 Guardian of man! thy wakeful eyes Thine eyes pierce thro' the shades of night, 3 Sustain'd by thee, our opening eyes, Salute the morning light; Secure we stand, unhurt by all The arrows of the night. 4 Our lives renew'd, our strength repair'd Teach us thy ways, and give us grace, 5 From every evil way defend, 6 O, may thy holy fear command, Each action thought and word; Then shall we sweetly close the day, Approv'd of thee, O Lord! PEARCE |