2 Through all the dangers of the day

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

Thy mercy stands prepared.
3 Perpetual blessings from above

My daily path surround;
But O how few returns of love

Hath my Creator found !
4 And now, my soul, the closing day

Is fading on thine eyes ;
Once more the evening tribute pay

To Him who rules the skies.

L. M.

93. BISHOP KEXX.

Evening Hymn.
1 Glory to thee, my God, this night,

For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,

Under thy own almighty wings.
2 Forgive me, Lord, through thy dear Son,

The ill that I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and thee,

I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
3 Teach me to live, that I may dread

The grave as little as my bed ;
Teach me to die, that so I

may Triumphant rise at the last day. 4 O may my soul on thee repose,

And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close, -
Sleep that may me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.

5 Praise God from whom all blessings flow;

Praise him, all creatures here below;
Praise him, ye angels round his throne;
Praise God, the high and holy One.

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94.

MARTINEAU'S COL. Evening Hymn. i On the dewy breath of even

Thousand odors mingling rise,
Borne like incense up to heaven,

Nature's evening sacrifice.

2 With her balmy offerings blending,

Let our glad thanksgivings be-
To thy throne, O Lord, ascending -

Incense of our hearts to thee.

3 Thou, whose favors, without number,

All our days with gladness bless,
Let thine eye, that knows not slumber,

Guard our hours of helplessness.

4 Then, though conscious we are sleeping

In the outer courts of death,
Safe beneath a 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!

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95.

SACRED Songs.

Reflections at Sunset.

1 The mellow eve is gliding

Serenely down the west; So, every care subsiding,

My soul would sink to rest.

2 The woodland hum is ringing

The daylight's gentle close; May angels round me singing

Thus hymn my last repose.

3 The evening star has lighted

Her crystal lamp on high ; So, when in death benighted,

May hope illume the sky. 4. In golden splendor dawning,

The morrow's light shall break; O on the last bright morning

May I in glory wake.

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96.

TURNESS.

The Light of Stars.

i Slowly, by God's hand unfurled, Down around the weary

world Falls the darkness : 0 how still Is the working of his will!

2 Mighty Spirit, ever nigh!

Work in me as silently ;
Veil the day's distracting sights,
Show me heaven's eternal lights.

3 Living stars to view be brought

In the boundless realms of thought;
High and infinite desires,

Flaming like those upper fires !
4 Holy Truth, Eternal Right,

Let them break upon my sight;
Let them shine serene and still,
And with light my being fill.

" Abide with us, for it is towards evening."
1 ABIDE with me! Fast falls the eventide,

The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide!
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpers, O abide with me!

2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;

Earths joys grow dim, its glories pass away :
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me!

3 I need thy presence every passing hour:

What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power?
Who like thyself my guide and stay can be ?
On to the close, O Lord, abide with me!

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98.

DODDRIDGE.

Evening Hymn.
1 INTERVAL of grateful shade,

Welcome to my weary head!
Welcome slumbers to mine eyes,
Tired with glaring vanities !

2 My great Master still allows

Needful periods of repose :
By my Heavenly Father blest,

Thus I give my powers to rest.
3 Heavenly Father! gracious name!

Night and day his love the same!
Far be each suspicious thought,

Every anxious care forgot!
4 Thou, my ever-bounteous God,

Crown'st my days with various good;
Thy kind eye, which cannot sleep,

My defenceless hours shall keep.
5 What if death my sleep invade?

Should I be of death afraid?
While encircled by thine arm,

Death may strike, but cannot harm.
6 With thy heavenly presence blest,

Death is life, and labor rest :
Welcome sleep or death to me,
Still secure,

- for still with thee!

L. M.

99,

BOWRING.

Evening Worship.

| How shall we praise thee, Lord of light?

How all thy boundless love declare?
Though earth is veiled in shades of night,
The heaven is open to our prayer, -
That heaven, so bright with stars and suns,
That glorious heaven which has no bound:
There the full tide of being runs,
And life and beauty glow around.