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3 He lulls with song so gentle

The babe to sweet repose: Anon the chords are silent,

The wearied eyelids close.

G. Scherer.
T. Anon.

51 NOW

W God be with us, for the night is closing ;
The night and darkness are of His dispos-

ing; And 'neath His shadow here to rest we yield


For He will shield us.

2 Let evil thoughts and spirits flee before us; Till morning cometh, watch, O Father, o'er

us; In soul and body Thou from harm defend us,

Thine angels send us. 3 Let pious thoughts be ours when sleep o'er

takes us;

Our earliest thoughts be Thine when morning

wakes us;

All day serve Thee, in all that we are doing

Thy praise pursuing. 4 Through Thy Beloved soothe the sick and

weeping, And bid the captive lose his griefs in sleep


Widows and orphans, we to Thee commend

Do Thou befriend them.

5 We have no refuge, none on earth to aid us

Save Thee, O Father, who Thine own hast'

made us;

But Thy dear presence will not leave them


Who seek Thee only. 6 Father, Thy name be praised, Thy kingdom

given; Thy will be done on earth, as 'tis in heaven; Give daily bread; forgive our sins; deliver Us now and ever.

P. Herbert.

C. Winkworth, Tr.

52 LORD, to Thee I lift my eyes,

Hands and heart I lift to Thee; Let my prayer accepted rise,

Weak, imperfect though it be. 2 Teach me, Lord, Thy name to know;

Teach me, Lord, Thy name to love; May I do Thy will below,

As Thy will is done above. 3 Savior God, Thy grace impart,

Give me strength to follow Thee; Live Thyself within my heart,

Set my ransomed spirit free. 4 When I go to rest at night,

O'er me watch and near me stay; And when morning brings the light,

May I wake to praise and pray.

E. Scobell.


HE sun has gone down,
And peace has descended on country and

town; The song-birds in silence have flown to their

nest, And flowers are closing their petals in rest; So closes my heart to annoyance and care. In homage and prayer, In homage and prayer.

2 I praise for this day

The Father in heaven, who prospered my way, Who shielded from danger, protected from

harm, Promoted my labor, and strengthened my

arm; For hours that passed lightly as birds on the

wing Thanksgiving I bring, Thanksgiving I bring.

3 Forgive me, O Lord, My sins and transgressions in deed and in

word! Thou knowest my heart and my innermost

thought; The words I have spoken, the deeds I have

wrought, My errors and failings I deeply regret: Forgive and forget, Forgive and forget!

4 I ask for no more;

My light I extinguish and fasten the door, And seeking my chamber, betake me to rest, Assured that my slumber this night will be

blest; I fondly confide to Thy care and control My body and soul, My body and soul.

S. O. Brun. O. T. Sanden, Tr.


THE day is past and over:

All thanks, O Lord, to Thee;

Thee that offenseless
The hours of dark may be.
O Jesus, keep me in Thy sight,
And save me through the coming night.

2 The joys of day are over:

I lift my heart to Thee,
And call on Thee that sinless

The hours of gloom may be.
O Jesus, make their darkness light,
And save me through the coming night,

3 The toils of day are over:

I raise the hymn to Thee,
And ask that free from peril

The hours of fear may be.
O Jesus, keep me in Thy sight,
And save me through the coming night.

4 Lighten mine eyes, O Savior,

Or sleep in death shall I, And he, my wakeful tempter,

Triumphantly shall cry: "He could not make their darkness light, Nor guard them through the hours of night.”

5 Be Thou my soul's Preserver,

O God for Thou dost know
How many are the perils

Through which I have to go.
Lover of men, O hear my call,
And guard and save me from them all.

J. M. Neale, Tr.


THE day is done;

O God the Son,
Look down upon Thy little one.


O Light of light,

Keep me this night,
And shed round me Thy presence bright.

3 I need not fear

If Thou art near;
Thou art my Savior, kind and dear.

4 Thy gentle eye

Is ever nigh;
It watches me when none is by.

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