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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