may dread

2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,

The ills 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

The grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to die, that so I may

Triumphing rise at the last day. 4 O may my soul on thee repose,

And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close :
Sleep, that may me more vig'rous make,

To serve my God, when I awake. 5 When in the night, I sleepless lie,

My soul with heav'nly thoughts supply:
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,

No pow'rs of darkness me molest. 6 Oh! when shall I, in endless day,

For ever chase dark sleep away,
And hymns divine with angels sing,

Glory to thee, eternal King !
7 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow,

Praise him, all creatures here below;
Praise him above, y' angelic host; !
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
HYMN 169.

(L. m.) Evening 1 G REAT God! to thee my ev'ning song

With humble gratitude I raise: O let thy mercy tune my tongue,

And fill my heart with lively praise. . 2 My days unclouded as they pass,

And ev'ry onward rolling hour, Are monuments of wondrous grace,

And witness to thy love and pow'r. 3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart,

Too oft regardless of thy love, Ungrateful, can from thee depart,

And from the path of duty rove, 4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood

Of Christ, my Lord; his name alone

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I plead for pardon, gracious God,

And kind acceptance at thy throne.
5 With hope in him mine eyelids close,

With sleep refresh my feeble frame;
Safe in thy care may I repose,
And wake with praises to thy Name.

HYMN 170.

(c. m.)
W from the altar of our hearts,

Let of ;
Assist us, Lord, to offer up

Our ev'ning sacrifice.
2 Minutes and mercies multipli’d

; Have made up all this day;
Minutes came quick, but mercies were

More swift, more free than they.
3 New time, new favours, and new joys,

Do a new song require;
Till we shall praise thee as we would
Accept our hearts' desire.
HYMN 171.

(s. M.)
Evening. Selle

THE is past

O may we all remember well

The night of death draws near.
2 We lay our garments by,

Upon our beds to rest;
So death shall soon disrobe us all

Of what is here possest.
3 Lord, keep us safe this night,

Secure from all our fears;
May angels guard us while we sleep,
Till morning light appears.
HYMN 172.

(111. 1.)
PSALM cxli. 2.
OFTLY now the light of day

Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care, from labour free,
Lord, I would commune with thee!

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2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye L Pardon each infirmity,

Naught escapes, without, within,

Open fault, and secret sin.
3 Soon, for me, the light of day

Shall for ever pass away;
Then, from sin and sorrow free,

Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee!
4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known

All of man's infirmity;
Then, from thine eternal throne, (

Jesus, look with pitying eye.

HYMN 173. (iv. 2.)


NSPIRER and hearer of pray'r,

Thou shepherd and guardian of thine,
My all to thy covenant care

Î, sleeping or waking, resign.
2 If thou art my shield and my sun,

The night is no darkness to me;
And, fast as my minutes roll on,

They bring me but nearer to thee.
3 A sov'reign protector I have,

Unseen, yet for ever at hand;
Unchangeably faithful to save,

Almighty to rule and command.
4 His smiles and his comforts abound,

His grace, as the dew, shall descend;
And walls of salvation surround

The soul he delights to defend.




HYMN 174.

(c. M.)
Renowncing the World.
ET worldly minds the world pursue,

It has no charms for me;
Once I admir'd its follies too,

But grace has set me free.

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2 Those follies now no longer please,

No more delight afford;
Far from my heart be joys like these,

Now I have known the Lord.
3 As by the light of op’ning day

The stars are all conceal’d,
So earthly pleasures fade away

When Jesus is reveal'd.
4 Creatures no more divide my choice,

I bid them all depart;
His name, and love, and gracious voice

Shall fix my roving heart.
5 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone,

And wholly live to thee;
Yet worthless still, myself I own,
Thy worth is all my plea.


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HYMN 175.

(L. M.) Not ashamed of Christ.

Mare 1

ESUS! and shall it ever be,

A mortal man asham'd of thee !
Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise,

Whose glories shine through endless days! 2 Asham'd of Jesus! sooner far

Let night disown each radiant star;
'Tis midnight with my soul, till he,

Bright morning Star, bid darkness flee. 3 Asham'd of Jesus ! O, as soon

Let morning blush to own the sun;
He sheds the beams of light divine

O'er this benighted soul of mine.
4 Asham'd of Jesus! that dear friend

On whom my hopes of heav'n depend: !
No; when I blush, be this my shame,

That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd of Jesus ! empty pride;

I'll boast a Saviour crucifi’d;
And, O, may this my portion be,
My Saviour not asham’d of me!

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HYMN 176.

(s. m.)
Prayer for Christian Graces.

JESS. my strength, my hope,
( With humble confidence look up,
And know thou hear'st my pray’r:

Give me on thee to wait,

Till I can all things do;
On thee, almighty to create,

Almighty to renew.
2 I want a sober mind,

A self-renouncing will,
That tramples down and casts behind,
L- The baits of pleasing ill:

A soul inur'd to pain,

To hardship, grief, and loss;
Ready to take up and sustain

The consecrated cross.
3 I want a godly fear,

A quick discerning eye,
That looks to thee when sin is near,
And sees the tempter fly;

A spirit still prepard,

And arm'd with jealous care,
For ever standing on its guard,

And watching unto pray’r.
4 I want a heart to pray,

and never cease,
Never to murmur at thy stay,

Or wish my suff'rings less;
This blessing, above all,

Always to pray I want,
Out of the deep on thee to call,

And never, never faint.
5 I want a true regard,

• A single, steady aim,

Unmov'd by threatning or reward,

To thee and thy great name;
A jealous, just concern

For thine immortal praise;
A pure desire that all may learn
And glorify thy grace.


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