1 SOFTLY now the light of day Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care-from labour free, Lord, I would commune with thee. 2 Soon, for me, the light of day Shall for ever pass away:
Then from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee!
HYMN. C. M.
Evening Prayer and Praise.
1 INDULGENT Father, by whose care, I've pass'd another day,
Let me this night thy mercy share; O, teach me how to pray.
2 Show me my sins, that I may mourn My guilt before thy face; Direct me, Lord, to Christ alone, And save me by thy grace.
3 Let each returning night declare The tokens of thy love;
And ev'ry hour thy grace prepare My soul for joys above.
4 And when on earth I close mine eyes, To sleep in death's embrace, Let me to heav'n and glory rise, To see thy smiling face.
Evening Communion with God. 1 NOW, from labour and from care, Twilight shades have set me free; In the work of praise and pray'r, Lord, I would converse with thee. O, behold me from above, Fill me with a Saviour's love.
2 Sin and sorrow, guilt and wo, Wither all my earthly joys; Nought can charm me here below, But my Saviour's melting voice. Lord, forgive; thy grace restore, Make me thine for evermore.
3 For the blessings of this day, For the mercies of this hour, For the gospel's cheering ray, For the Spirit's quick'ning pow'r, Grateful notes to thee I raise; O, accept my song of praise.
1 IN mercy, Lord, remember me, Through all the hours of night, And grant to me most graciously The safeguard of thy might. 2 With cheerful heart I close my eyes Since thou wilt not remove: Oh, in the morning let me rise Rejoicing in thy love!
3 Or, if this night should prove the last, And end my transient days;
Lord, take me to thy promis'd rest, Where I may sing thy praise,
1 FATHER, by saints on earth ador'd, By saints beyond the skies,
Accept, through Jesus Christ, our Lord, Our ev'ning sacrifice.
2 If kept to-day from wilful sin, We magnify thy grace;
Thou hast our kind preserver been, And thine be all the praise.
s We live to testify the grace,
Which sure salvation brings; And sink to night in thine embrace, And rest beneath thy wings.
4 But whether, Lord, we wake or sleep, The charge of love divine,
We trust thy Providence to keep Our souls for ever thine.
1 SAVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing, Ere repose our spirits seal:
Sin and want we come confessing, Thou canst save, and thou canst heal. Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrow past us fly, Angel-guards from thee surround us, We are safe, if thou art nigh.
2 Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness cannot hide from thee; Thou art He who, never weary, Watchest where thy people be; Should swift death this night o'ertake us, And our couch become our tomb; May the morn in heav'n awake us, Clad in light and deathless bloom!
1 O LORD, another day is flown, And we, a lonely band,
Are met once more before thy throne, To bless thy fost'ring hand.
2 And wilt thou bend a list'ning ear To praises low as ours?
Thou wilt! for thou dost love to hear The song which meekness pours.
3 And, Jesus, thou thy smiles wilt deign, As we before thee pray;
For thou didst bless the infant train, And we are less than they.
4 Oh, let thy grace perform its part, And let contention cease;
And shed abroad in ev'ry heart Thine everlasting peace.
1 THE night shall hear me raise my song, And in her silent courts my tongue
Shall pour the solitary lay,
For all the mercies of the day.
2 Nor will my God disdain to hear The sigh I breathe-the fervent pray'r:
When, sinking to oblivious rest, I seek the pillow of his breast.
3 And when the blushing morn shall rise, To tinge with gold the eastern skies; With strength renew'd, my thankful lay Shall hail the new-born beams of day.
1 INSPIRER and Hearer of pray'r, Before whom a sinner may bend; My all to thy covenant care,
I sleeping or waking commend. 2 If 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. 3 From evil secure, and its dread, I rest, if my Saviour be nigh; And songs his kind presence indeed, Shall in the night season supply. 4 He smiles, and my comforts abound; His grace as the dew shall descend; And walls of salvation surround The soul he delights to defend.
1 IN all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try
To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye.
2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest,
My public walks, my private ways And secrets of my breast.
3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're form'd within;
And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense
4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and high, Where can a creature hide?
Within thy circling arms I lie, Enclos'd on ev'ry side.
5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove,
To guard my soul from ev'ry ill, Secur'd by sov'reign love.
1 LORD, thou wilt hear me when I I am for ever thine:
I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin.
2 And while I rest my weary head, From cares and business free, 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this evening sacrifice;
And when my work is done, Great God, my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone.
4 Thus with my thoughts compos'd to peace, I'll give mine eyes to sleep; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep.
1 BEGONE, my worldly cares, away, Nor dare to tempt my sight; Let me begin th' ensuing day, Before I end this night.
2 Yes, let the work of pray'r and praise Employ my heart and tongue;
Begin, my soul;-thy Sabbath days Can never be too long.
3 Let the past mercies of the week Excite a grateful frame;
Nor let my tongue refuse to speak Some good of Jesus' name.
4 On wings of expectation borne, My hopes to heav'n ascend;
« IndietroContinua » |