6 "In Thy light shall we see light." 1 My God, the Spring of all my joys, The Life of my delights, The Glory of my brightest days, And Comfort of my nights! 2 In darkest shades, if He appear, He is my soul's sweet Morning Star, 3 The opening heavens around me shine, With beams of sacred bliss, While Jesus shows His heart is mine, Amen. "I will go forth in the strength of the 1 FORTH, in Thy Name, O Lord, I go, 2 The task Thy wisdom hath assign'd In all my works Thy presence find, 3 Thee may I set at my right hand, 4 Give me to bear Thy easy yoke, 5 For Thee delightfully employ Whate'er Thy bounteous grace hath given And run my course with even joy, And closely walk with Thee to heaven. Amen. 8 "Thou makest the outgoings of the morning 1 EVENING and morning, Wealth, peace, and gladness, These are Thy works; all the glory be Thine Awake or in slumber, Thine eye observes us; From danger preserves us; Causing Thy mercy upon us to shine. 2 Father, O hear me; Pardon and spare me; Calm all my terrors; Blot out my errors, That by Thine eyes they may no more be scanned. As it may please Thee, All I commit to Thy Fatherly hand. [3 Griefs of God's sending Clouds may be pouring, Wind and wave roaring, Sunshine will come when the tempest has past. 9 Joys still increasing, And roses that die not, "Ponder my words, O Lord." PSALM V. 1 LORD, hear the voice of my complaint, Accept my secret prayer; To Thee alone, my King, my God, 2 Thou in the morn my voice shalt hear; And with the dawning day, To Thee devoutly I'll look up, 3 To righteous men the righteous Lord 10 And with His favour all His saints, Evening. Amen. "Under His wings shalt thou trust.” 1 ALL praise to Thee, my God, this night, 2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread 4 O may my soul on Thee repose, 5 When in the night I sleepless lie, 11 Praise God from Whom, &c. (Doxology v.) "The Lord God is a Sun and Shield." 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 4 If some poor wand'ring child of Thine 5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor With blessings from Thy boundless store; Be every mourner's sleep to-night, Like infants' slumbers, pure and light. 6 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take; Till in the ocean of Thy love We lose ourselves in heaven above. Amen. 1 THROUGH the day Thy love hath spared us; 2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, 13 And when life's sad day is past, "For Thou, Lord, only makest me 1 God, that madest earth and heaven, Who the day for toil hast given, May Thine angel-guards defend us, |