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HELP

HYMN 303.

ELP us to help each other, LORD, Each other's cross to bear; Let each his friendly aid afford,

And feel another's care.

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2 Help us to build each other
Our little stock improve;
Increase our faith, confirm our hope,
And perfect us in love.

3 Then, when the mighty work is wrought,
Receive thy ready bride;
Give us in heav'n a happy lot,
With all the fanctify'd.

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RISE, my foul, adore thy Maker;
Angels praife join thy lays,
With them be partaker.

2 Sov'reign LORD of ev'ry fpirit,
In thy light lead me right,
Thro' my Saviour's merit.

3 Thou this night waft my protector,
With me ftay all this day,
Ever my director.

4 Leave me not, but ever love me; Let thy peace be my blifs,

Till thou hence remove me.

5 Holy, holy, holy Giver
Of all good, life and food,
Reign ador'd for ever.

6 Glory, honour, thanks, and bleffing, One in Three, give we thee, Never, never ceafing.

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HYMN 305.

EVENIN G.

RE I fleep for ev'ry favour
This day fhew'd me by my GOD,

I will bless my Saviour.

2 O my LORD! what fhall I render To thy name, ftill the fame, Gracious, good and tender.

3 Leave me not, but ever love me; Let thy peace be my bliss,

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Till thou hence remove me.
Vifit me with thy falvation;
Let thy care now be near,
Round my habitation.

5 Thou, my rock, my guard, my tow'r,

Safely keep, while I fleep,

Me, with all thy pow'r.

6 And, whene'er in death I flumber, Let me rife with the wife, Counted in their number.

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HYMN 306.

EVENING.

READ Sovereign let my evening fong
Like holy incense rise;

Affift the offerings of my tongue
To reach the lofty skies.

2 Thro' all the dangers of the day
Thy Hand was ftill my guard,
And ftill to drive my wants away,
Thy mercy stood prepar'd.
3 Perpetual bleffings from above,
Incompass me around;

But O how few returns of love
Hath my Creator found?

4 What have I done for him that dy'd
To fave my wretched foul?
How are my follies multiply'd,
Faft as my minutes roll!

5 LORD, with this guilty heart of mine To thy dear crofs I flee,

And to thy grace my foul refign,
To be renew'd by thee.

6 Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood, I lay me down to rest,

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As in th' embraces of my GoD,
Or on my Saviour's breaft.

HYMN. 307.

No

farther

THE SAME.

go to-night, but stay,
Dear Saviour, till the break of day;
Turn in, dear LORD, with me:
And in the morning when I wake,
Me in thine arms, my JESUS, take,
And I'll go on with thee.

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HYMN 308.

MORNING.

WAKE, my foul, and with the fun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull floth, and early rife
To pay thy morning facrifice.

2 Redeem thy mis-spent time that's past,
Live this day as if 'twere thy last;
T'improve thy talents take due care,
'Gainft the great day thyfelf preparé.

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Let all thy converse be sincere,
Thy conscience as the noon-day clear
Think how th' all-feeing GoD thy ways,
And all thy fecret thoughts furveys..

4 Glory to God, who fafe hath kept, And hath refresh'd me while I flept; Grant, LORD, when I from death shall wake,

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may of endless life partake.

5 Direct, controul, fuggeft this day,
All I defign, or do, or fay;

That all my pow'rs, with all their might,
In thy fole glory may unite.

6 Praise God, from whom all bleffings flow;
Praise him, all creatures here below;
Praise him above, ye heav'nly hoft;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

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LORY to thee, my GoD, this night,
For all the bleffings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Under thine own almighty wings.
2 Forgive me, LORD, for thy dear Son,
Whatever ills this day I've done;
That with the world, myself, and thee,
I, ere I fleep, 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 fo I may
Triumphing rife at the laft day.