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

8.7. 918 Neither shali any plaque come migh

thy dwelling.-Ps. 01, 10. 1 SA AVIOUR, 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 as 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;(ns, 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. 1 O

HOLY Father! let my song 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 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!
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 fee :

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

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.

1 F May our ev

3 Il some poor wandering child of Thine

Have spurned to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious work begin;

Let him no more lie down in sin. 6 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor With blessings from Thy boundless

store; Be every mourner's sleep to-night

Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. 7 Come near and bless us when we wake,

Ere through the world our way we take;
Till in the ocean of Thy love
We lose ourselves in heaven above.

Deliver us from ecil.-Luke 11, 4.
ATHER, in high heaven dwelling,

ng so be telling Of Thy mercy large and free. Through the day Thy love hath fed us, Through the day Thy care hath led us,

With divinest charity.
2 This day's sins, O pardon, Saviour,
Evil thoughts, perverse behaviour,

Envy, pride, and vanity;
From the world, the flesh, deliver,
Save us now, and save us ever,

o Thou Lamb of Calvary !
3 From enticements of the Devil,
From the might of spirits evil,

Be our shield and panoply;
Let Thy power this night

defend us,
And a heavenly peace attend us,

And angelic company.
4 Whilst the night-dews are distilling,
Holy Ghost, each heart be filling

With Thine.own serenity;
Softly let our eyes be closing,
Loving souls on

Thee reposing,
Ever-blessed Trinity.

C.M. 923 Ye shall lie down and none shall

make you afraid.-Lev. 20, 6. Thou brightness of the Father's face,


Thou Christ, whose gracious beams re

The soul's dark shades away!
. The sun is set ; the shadowy night

Is reigning in his room;
Continue, Lord, Thy saving help,

And keep us through the gloom. 3 What though our eyes be sunk in sleep,

* To Thee our hearts ascend;
Do Thou with Thine almighty hand

Thy loving saints defend. 4 What though by earthly woes opprest,

The body wearied lies,
Yet may the spirit freely wing

Its passage to the skies.
5 O Thon, who art our only hope,

Thy help we humbly crave:
Defend Thy blood-bought people, Lord,

Whom Jesus died to save.

924 And Thy faithfulness every night.

THROUGH, the day Thy love hath

-Ps. 92, 2. 1

spared us; Wearied we lie down to rest; Through the silent watches guard us,

Let no foe our peace molest.
Jesus, Thou our guardian be,

Sweet it is to trust in Thee. 2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers,

Dwelling in the midst of foes,
Us and ours preserve from dangers

In Thine arms may we repose:
And when life's short day is past,
Rest with Thee in heaven at last


evening sacrifice.-Ps. 141, 2, 1 N the dewy breath of even, Borne like incense up to heaven,

Nature's evening sacrifice.

925 The lifting up of my hands ax the


2 With her balmy offerings blending,

Let our glad thanksgiving be
To Thy throne, O Lord, ascending,--

Incense of our hearts to Thee. 3 Thou, whose favours without number

All our days with gladness bless, Let Thine eye that knows no slumber,

Guard our hours of helplessness. 4 Then though conscious we are sleeping

In the outer courts of death,
Safe, beneath the Father's keeping,

Calm we rest in placid faith.
5 Lord, when life is closing round us,

Dark with anguish, faint with fear; Let Thy beams of love surround us,

Let us know Thee, feel Thee near.

8s. 926 Are they not ail ministering spirits.

-Heb. 1, 14. 1

, Thou Shepherd and Guardian of

My all to Thy covenant care
I, sleeping and waking, resign.
It Thou art my shield and my sun,
The night is no darkness to me:
And fast as my moments roll on,

They bring me but nearer to Thee. 2 Thy ministering spirits descend,

To watch while Thy saints are asleep;
By day and by night they attend,
The heirs of salvation to keep: (throne,
Bright seraphs, dispatched from the
Repair to their stations assigned:
And angels elect are sent down,

To guard the elect of mankind.
3 Their worship no interval knows:

Their fervour is still on the wing:
And while they protect my repose,
They chant to the praise of my King.
I, too, at the season ordained,
Their chorus for ever shall join:
And love and adore, without end,
Their faithful Creator and mine.

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