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9 C. M.

1 mo Thee, O Lord, with dawning light,
J_ My thankful voice I 'll raise.
Thy mighty power to celebrate,

Thy holy Name to praise.

2 For Thou, in helpless hour of night,

Hast compassed my bed,
And now, refreshed with peaceful sleep,
Thou liftest up my head.

3 Grant me, O God, Thy quickening grace,

Through this and every day;
That guided and upheld by Thee,
My feet may never stray.

4 Increase my faith, increase my hope,

Increase my zeal and love;

And fix my heart's affections all

On Christ and things above.

5 And when, life's labour o'er, I sink

To slumber in the grave,
In death's dark vale be Thou my trust,
To succour and to save.

6 That so, through Him who bled and died,

And rose again, for me, "The grave and gate of death" may prove A passage home to Thee.

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10 10. 10.10.10.

1 k BIDE with me; fast falls the eventide; A. The darkness deepens; Lord, with me

abide; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh abide with me.

2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day, Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see;

O Thou who changest not, abide with me.

3 I need Thy presence every passing hour; What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's

power? Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with

4 I fear no foe,' with Thee at hand to bless; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness; Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory?

I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.

5 Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the

skies;

Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;

In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.

ll L. M.

1 /^OME to me, Lord, when first I wake,— \J As the faint lights of morning break; Bid purest thoughts within me rise,

Like crystal dew-drops, to the skies.

2 Come to me in the sultry noon,—
Or earth's low communings will soon
Of Thy dear face eclipse the light,
And change my fairest day to night.

3 Come to me in the evening shade,—
And if my heart from Thee hath strayed,
Oh bring it back, and from afar

Smile on me like Thine evening star.

4 Come to me in the midnight hour,— When sleep withholds its balmy power; Let my lone spirit find her rest,

Like John, upon my Saviour's breast.

5 Come to me through life's varied way,—
And when its pulses cease to play,
Then, Saviour, bid me come to Thee,
That where Thou art, Thy child may be.

12

1 nLORY to Thee, my God, this night
\JT For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, oh keep me, King of kings,
Under Thine own Almighty wings.

2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done,
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.

3 Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to die, that so I may
Rise glorious at the awful Day.

4 Oh may my soul on Thee repose,

And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close,
Sleep that shall me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.

5 When in the night I sleepless lie,

My soul with heavenly thoughts supply;
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
No powers of darkness me molest.

6 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, angelic host,

Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 13 8.4. 8. 4. 8.8.8.4.

1 fl OD, who madest earth and heaven, VJ Darkness and light:

Who the day for toil hast given,

For rest the night;
May Thine angel-guards defend us,
Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us,
Holy dreams and hopes attend us,

This livelong night.

2 Guard us waking, guard us sleeping,

And, when we die,
May we in Thy mighty keeping

All peaceful lie:
When the last dread call shall wake us,
Do not Thou, our God, forsake us,
But to reign in glory take us,

With Thee on high.

14 L. M.

1 QUN of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, io It is not night if Thou be near; Oh may no earth-born cloud arise

To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes.

2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My wearied eyelids gently steep,

Be my last thought, how sweet to rest
For ever on my Saviour's breast!

3 Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without Thee I cannot live;
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For without Thee I dare not die.

4 If some poor wandering child of Thine
Have spurned to-day the voice Divine,
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin j
Let him no more lie down in sin.

5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor
With blessings from Thy boundless store;
Be every mourner's sleep to-night,

Like infant's 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.

15 8. 8. 8. 8. 8. 8.

1 QWEET Saviour, bless us ere we go;
j^ Thy word into our minds instil;
And make our lukewarm hearts to glow

With lowly love and fervent will.
Through life's long day and death's dark night,
O gentle Jesus, be our Light.

2 The day is gone, its hours have run,

And Thou hast taken count of all: The scanty triumphs grace hath won,

The broken vow, the frequent fall. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light.

3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways

True absolution and release;
And bless us, more than in past days,
With purity and inward peace.

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