1. Saviour, again to thy dear name we raise With one accord our parting hymn of praise;
We stand to bless thee ere our worship cease, And ere de-part-ing, wait thy word of peace.
1. A bide with me! Fast falls the even tide; The darkness deep - ens; Lord, with me a - bide !
When oth-er helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the help-less, O a bide with me.
1. Again returns the day of holy rest, Which, when he made the world, Jehovali blessed;
I THOU art, O God, the life and light
Of all this wondrous world we see;
Its glow by day, its smile by night,
Are but reflections caught from thee;
Where'er we turn, thy glories shine,
And all things fair and bright are thine.
2 When day, with farewell beam, delays
Among the opening clouds of even,
And we can almost think we gaze,
Through opening vistas into heaven,-
Those hues that mark the sun's decline,
So soft, so radiant, Lord, are thine.
5 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.
Isaac Watts. 1709.
I LORD, now we part in thy blest name,
In which we here together came;
Grant us, our few remaining days,
To work thy will and spread thy praise.
2 Teach us in life and death to bless [ness;
Thee, Lord, our strength and righteous-
Grant that we all may meet above,
Where we shall better sing thy love.
John Dracup. 1787.
3 When night, with wings of starry gloom,
O'ershadows all the earth and skies,
Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose
plume
Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes,-
That sacred gloom, those fires divine,
So grand, so countless, Lord, are thine.
4 When youthful spring around us breathes,
Thy spirit warms her fragrant sigh;
And every flower that summer wreathes
Is born beneath thy kindling eye:
Where'er we turn, thy glories shine,
And all things fair and bright are thine,
1. My God! how end-less is thy love! Thy gifts are every eve-ning new,
And morn ing mer-cies from a
bove Gently dis till like early dew.
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