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2 Much of my time has run to waste,
Peace is the pillow for my head;
Their watchful stations round my bed. 4 In vain the sons of earth or hell,
Tell me a thousand frightful things ;
Beneath the shadow of thy wings.
O may thy presence ne'er depart!
The love and kindness of thy heart. 6 Thus when the night of death shall come,
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,
101. Morning or Evening. (L. M.) IMY God, how endless is thy love;
W Thy gifts are every evening new, And morning mercies from above, Gently distil like early dew. 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great guardian of my sleeping hours ; Thy sov'reign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers.
3 I yield my powers to thy command,
To thee I consecrate my days;
102. A Morning Song. (C. M.)
Salutes thy waking eyes,
To bim that rules the skies.
The day renews the sound,
To turn the seasons round.
My tongue shall speak his praise ;
And yet his wrath delays. 4 On a poor worm thy power might tread,
And I could ne'er withstand ;
But mercy held thine hand.
Since the last setting sun,
And yet my moments run.
While I enjoy the light,
And bring a pleasant night.
2 Thrungi al die dangers si tie dar,
The band was stil me zsard, Abd 5.1 s drite my raat asay
Thy mercy stood prepar d.
Ecompass me around,
Hath my Creator found!
To save my wretched soul? How are my follies multiply'd,
Fast as my minutes roll!
5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine,
To thy dear cross I flee;
To be renew'd by thee.
6 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood,
I lay me down to rest,
Or on my Saviour's breast.
Morning or Evening. (C. M.)
1 LTOSANNA, with a cheerful sound,
11 To God's upholding hand,
And yet secure we stand.
2 That was a most amazing power,
That rais'd us with a word,
We lean upon the Lord.
3 The evening rests our weary head,
And angels guard the room;
That was not made our tomb.
4 The rising morning can't assure
That we shall end the day,
To seize our lives away,
5 Our breath is forfeited by sin
To God's avenging law:
In every gasp we draw.
6 God is our sun, whose daily light
Our joy and safety brings :
Beneath his shady wings.
God's Goodness renewed every Morning and
Evening. (C.M.) IrREAT God, my early vows to thee,
W With gratitude I'll bring, And at the rosy dawn of day,
Thy lofty praises sing.
A dark and sable veil,
From mortal eyes conceal.
Thy skilful hands adorn,
The fair ascending morn.
Or smiling day renews,
With benefits pursues.
With ev’ning incense bring; And at the rosy dawn of day,
Thy lofty praises sing.
Evening Hymn. (L. M.)
ICLORY to thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light: Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath thine own almighty wings.