IN sleep's serene oblivion laid,
I safely passed the silent night;
Again I see the breaking shade,
I drink again the morning light.

New-born, I bless the waking hour;

Once more, with awe, rejoice to be; My conscious soul resumes her power, And springs, my guardian God, to thee.

O guide me through the various maze

My doubtful feet are doomed to tread; And spread thy shield's protecting blaze Where dangers press around my head.

A deeper shade shall soon impend;
A deeper sleep mine eyes oppress;
Yet then thy strength shall still defend,
Thy goodness still delight to bless.

That deeper shade shall break away; That deeper sleep shall leave my eyes;

Thy light shall give eternal day;

Thy love, the rapture of the skies.

O'ER silent field and lonely lawn
Her dusky mantle night hath drawn;
At twilight's holy heartfelt hour,
In man his better soul hath power.
The passions are at peace within,
And still each stormy thought of sin
The yielding bosom overawed,

Breathes love to man and love to God.

XXII.

GENTLY fall the dews of eve,
Raising still the languid flowers;
Sweetly flow the tears that grieve
O'er a mourner's stricken hours.

Blessed tears and dews that yet
Lift us nearer unto heaven!
Let us still His praise repeat,
Who in mercy all hath given.

HOLY, holy, holy

Lord God of Hosts!

God Almighty!

Who wast, and who art, and art to come!

XXIV.

MIGHTY God! while angels bless thee,

May an infant lisp thy name! Lord of men, as well as angels,

Thou art every creature's theme.

Lord of every land and nation,
Ancient of eternal days!
Sounded through the wide creation
Be thy just and lawful praise:

For the grandeur of thy nature --
Grand beyond a seraph's thought;

For created works of power—

Works with skill and kindness wrought:

For thy providence that governs

Through thine empire's wide domain;

Wings an angel, guides a sparrow,

Blessed be thy gentle reign.

Hallelujah! Amen.

PRAISE to thee, all holy God,
From the world, the race, thou rulest;
From the green earth's dewy sod;

From the wayward hearts thou schoolest-
Sometimes with a teaching stern,

Till thy saving truth they learn.

Teach us, glorious Being, still
In our hearts to feel thy glory!
Nature ever works thy will--
May we read her gentle story,
And, like her, obey the One,
Universal and alone!

XXVI.

THE Lord is on his holy throne,

He sits in kingly state;

Let those who for his favour seek,
In humble silence wait.

True prayer is not the imposing sound

That clamorous lips repeat;

But the deep silence of a soul
That clasps Jehovah's feet.

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CREATOR-SPIRIT, by whose light

The sleeping worlds were called from night!
Come, visit every pious mind,

Come, pour thy joys on human kind;
From sin and sorrow set us free,
And make us temples worthy thee.

O Source of uncreated light,

By whom our souls emerge from night,
Our frailty help, our vice control,

Thou Ruler of our secret soul!

And, lest our feet should haply stray,
Protect and guide us in the way.

XXVIII.

THEN round about the starry throne
Of Him who ever rules alone,

The heavenly-guided soul shall climb,
Of all this earthly grossness quit,

With glory crowned for ever sit,

And triumph over Death, and thee, O Time!

XXIX.

MOONS, planets, suns, that swim the sky,

Shine to the praise of God most high:
Their lasting lustre he has given

To all the moving host of heaven.