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2 As every day renews its needs,

Thy goodness fills our cup;,
From stage to stage Thy wisdom leads.

And holds our goings up,
3 Thy hand supplies our daily bread;

Our water, Lord, is sure;
By night Thou compassest our bed,

And bidst us sleep secure.
4 A Father's blessing give this night,

And so shall we be blest;
No evil will our hearts affright,

No danger break our rest. 5. Within the everlasting arms,

Safe folded may we be;
Our slumber shielded from alarms,

Our souls at rest in Thee,
6 And as our sleep is like a death,

So us Thy children keep,
That when we breathe our parting

breath,
Our death may be a sleep.
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L.M.
I have all and abound.-Phil. 4, 18.
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Cow do Thy mercies close me round:

For ever be Thy name adored!
I blush in all things to abound,
The servant is above his Lord!
2 Inured to poverty and pain,

A suffering life my Master led ;
The Son oť God, the Son of man,-

He had not where to lay his head.
3 But lo! a place He hath prepared,

For me, whom watchful angels keep:
Yea, Hé Himself becomes my guard,
He sinoothes my bed and gives me

sleep.
4 Jesus protects;-my fears, begone!

What can the Rock of Ages move?
Safe in Thine arms I lay me down,

Thine everlasting arms of love.
• I rest beneath the Almighty's shade;

My griefs expire, my troubles cease;
Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stayed,
Wilt keep me still in perfect peace.

6 Me for Thine own Thou lov'st to take,

In time and in eternity;
Thou never, never wilt forsake,
A helpless soul that truste in Thee.

916 The Lord make His face to shine

upon thee.-Num. 6, 25. 1

Save from every harm to-night;
Make us all Thy children dear,

In the darkness be our Light.
2 God the Saviour, be our Peace,

Put away our sins to-night;
Speak the word of full release,

Turn our darkness into light. 3 Holy Spirit, deign to come, Sanctity

us all to-night; In our hearts prepare Thy home, Then our darkness shall

be light, 4 Holy Trinity, be nigh! Mystery of love adored, Help to live and help to die,-.. Lighten all our darkness, Lord !

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6.6.4. 917 The Lord bless thee and keep thee.

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ATHER of love and power,
Guard Thou our evening hour,

Shield with Thy might.
For all Thy care this day
Our grateful thanks to pay,
And to our Father pray,

Bless us to-night.
2 Jesus, Immanuel,
Come in Thy love to dwell

In hearts contrite;
For many sins we grieve,
But we Thy grace receive,
And in Thy word believe,

Bless us to-night.
3 Spirit of truth and love,
Life-giving holy Dove,
Shed forth Thy light!

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Heal every inward smart,
Still every throbbing heart,
And Thine own pence impart,
Bless us to-night.

8.7. 918 Neither shali any plaque come nigh

thy dwelling.-Ps. 01, 10. 1 SAVIOUR, breathean

evening blessing. Ere repose our Sin and want we come contessing

Thou canst save and Thon canst heal. 2 Though destruction walk around us,

Though the arrow past us fly,
Angel-guards from Thee surround us,

We are safe, it Thou art nigh. 3 Though the night be dark and dreary,

Darkness cannot hide from 'Thee;
Thou art He who, never weary,
Watchest

where Thy people be. 4 Should swift death this night o'ertake

And our couch become our tomb;sus, May the morn in heaven awake us, Clad in light and deathless bloom.

C.M. 919 The Lord shat preserve thee from

all evil.-Ps. 121, 7. 1 Like evening incense rise;

! Assist the offerings of my tongue

To reach the lofty skies.
2 Through all the dangers of the day

Thy hand was still my guard;
And stin, to drive my wants away,

Thy mercy stood prepared.
3 Perpetual blessings from above

Encompass me around,
But oh, how few returns of love

Hath my Creator found!
A What have I done for Him that died

To save my wretched soul?
How are my follies multiplied,

Fast as my minutes roll!
5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine,

To Thy dear cross I nee:

And to Thy grace my soul resign,

To be renewed by Thee. 6 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood,

I lay me down to rest, Watched over by my loving God, And on my Saviour's breast.

L.M. 920 He giveth His beloved sleep.-Pk.

, 2. 1

Depart not Thou, great God, away: Nor let my sins-a deeper night-

Obscure the lustre of 'Í'hy Light.
2 0 Thou, whose nature cannot sleep,

Over my slumbers sentry keep,
And guard me from those fearful foes,
Whose eyes sleep not, though mine may

close;
8 That so I may, my due rest wrought,

Awake unto some holy thought; And my glad soul, once more set free,

Rejoice, that she is still with Thee. 4 Sleep is a death; O make me try

By sleeping what it is to die;
And then as gently lay my head,

Within my grave as on my bed. 921

L.M. Abide with us.-Luke 24, 29. 1

, It is not night if Thou be near: O may no earth-born cloud arise,

To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes. 2 When with dear friends sweet talk I

And all the flowers of life unfold, (hold, Let not my heart within me burn,

Except in all I Thee discern.
3 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!
A 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.

Heal every inward smart,
Still every throbbing heart,
And Thine own peace impart,
Bless us to-night.

8.7.

918 Neither shall any plague come nigh

thy dwelling.-Ps. 91, 10.

1 SAVIOUR, breathean evening blessing,
Ere repose our spirits seal;
Sin and want we come confessing-
Thou canst save and Thou canst heal.
2 Though destruction walk around us,
Though the arrow past us fly,
Angel-guards from Thee surround us,
We are safe, if Thou art nigh.

3 Though the night be dark and dreary,
Darkness cannot hide from Thee;
Thou art He who, never weary,
Watchest where Thy people be.

4 Should swift death this night o'ertake
And our couch become our tomb; [us,
May the morn in heaven awake us,
Clad in light and deathless bloom,

C.M.

919 The Lord shall preserve thee from

all evil.-Ps. 121, 7.

HOLY Father! let my song
Like evening incense rise;
Assist the offerings of my tongue
To reach the lofty skies.

2 Through all the dangers of the day
Thy hand was still my guard;
And still, to drive my wants away,
Thy mercy stood prepared.

3 Perpetual blessings from above
Encompass me around,

But oh, how few returns of love
Hath my Creator found!

4 What have I done for Him that died
To save my wretched soul?

How are my follies multiplied,
Fast as my minutes roll!

5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine,
To Thy dear cross I flee:

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