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Heaven's morning breaks, and eartlı’s

vain shadows flee ;
In life and death, O Lord, abide with

me !

H. F. LYTE.

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S the sun's enlivening eye

Shines on every place the same ;
So the Lord is always nigh

To the souls that love His name. - When they move at duty's call,

He is with them by the way :
He is ever with them all,

Those who go, and those who stay. 3 From His holy mercy-seat

Nothing can their souls confine: Still in spirit they may meet,

Still in sweet communion join. For å season called to part,

Let us then ourselves commend To the gracious eye and heart

Of our ever-present Friend. Jesus ! hear our humble prayer !

Tender Shepherd of Thy sheep !
Let Thy mercy and Thy care

All our souls in safety keep !
In Tly strength may we be strong;

Sweeten every cross and pain :
Give us, if we live, ere long
Here to meet in peace again.

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, By faith and love in every breast; Then shall we know, and taste, and feel,

The joys that cannot be exprest. 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength;

Make our enlarged souls possess, And learn the height and breadth and

length Of Thine unmeasurable grace. 3. Now to the God, whose power can do

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Enter, Thou ever-honoured guest;
Not for one transient hour alone,
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Own this mean dwelling as Thy home,
And when our life's last hour is come,

Let us but die as in Thy sight,
And death shall vanish in delight.

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OLY Father! whom we praise incient of eternal days,

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have seen Thy dying loveesus ! once for sinners slain;

will follow Thee above; Ve, like Thee, would rise and reign.

revolving Sabbaths prove easons of delight in Thee : Thy presence, holy Dove, it us for eternity.

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8.;-4 L ORD, dismiss us with Thy blessing.

Fill our hearts with joy and peace : Let us cach, Thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace :

O refresh us!
Travelling through this wilderness.
2 Thanks we give, and adoration,

For Thy gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of Thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound :

May Thy presence
With us evermore be found !
3 So, whene'er the signal's given

Us from earth to call away ;
Borne on angels' wings to heaven,
Glad the summons to obey,

May we ready
Rise and reign in endless day!

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CAY the grace of Christ our Saviour, With the Holy Spirit's favour,

Rest upon us from above. 2 Thus may we abide in union

With each other and the Lord ;
And possess, in sweet communion,

Joys which earth cannot afford.

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OW may He, who from the dead Jesus Christ, our King and Head,

All our souls in safety keep. May He teach us to fulfil

What is pleasing in His sight : Perfect us in all His will,

And preserve us day and night. so that dear Redeemer's praise,

Who the covenant sealed with blocd,
Let our hearts and voices raise
Loud thanksgivings to our God.

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UR day of praise is done : pass not from us with the sun, True Light that lightenest all! Around the throne on high, Where night can never be, e white-robed harpers of the sky Bring ceaseless hymns to Thee. Too faint our anthems here ; Poo soon of praise we tire ; t, О the strains, how full and clear, Df that eternal choir !

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