4 Thy temple is the arch Of yon unmeasured sky,
Thy Sabbath the stupendous march Öf grand eternity.
5 Lord! may a holier day Dawn on thy servants' sight; And grant us in thy courts to pray, Of pure, unclouded light.
MORNING AND EVENING WORSHIP.
1 ONCE more, my soul, the rising day Salutes thy waking eyes!
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay To Him who rules the skies.
2 Day unto day his name repeats; The night renews the sound, Through all the heaven on which he sits And rolls the seasons round.
3 And we will magnify his name, Our tongue shall speak his praise, Whose hand sustains our mortal frame Through all our passing days.
4 My God! may every hour be thine, Till all our days are past;
So shall our sun in peace decline, And set in smiles at last.
1 Now Morning lifts her dewy veil, With new-born blessings crowned; O haste we, then, her light to hail, In courts of holy ground!
2 But Christ, triumphant o'er the grave, Shines more divinely bright; O sing we, then, his power to save, And walk we in his light!
3 Still, as the morning rays return, To fancy it is given
In distant vision to discern
The radiant domes of heaven.
4 But now that our Eternal Sun Hath shed his beams abroad, In him we see the Holy One, And mount at once to God.
1 LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high; To thee will I direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye.
2 Thou art a God before whose sight The wicked shall not stand;
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right hand.
3 But to thy house will I resort, To taste thy mercies there; I will frequent thine holy court, And worship in thy fear.
4 O may thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness! Make every path of duty straight And plain before my face.
5 The men who love and fear thy name Shall see their hopes fulfilled; The mighty God will compass them With favor as a shield.
1 Now the shades of night are gone; Now the morning light is come; Lord, may we be thine to-day, Drive the shades of sin away.
2 Fill our souls with heavenly light, Banish doubt, and clear our sight; In thy service, Lord, to-day,
May we stand, and watch, and pray.
3 Keep our haughty passions bound; Save us from our foes around; Going out and coming in,
Keep us safe from every sin.
4 When our work of life is past, O receive us then at last;
Night and sin will be no more, When we reach the heavenly shore.
IN sleep's serene oblivion laid, I safely passed the silent night; Again I see the breaking shade, I drink again the morning light.
2 New-born, I bless the waking hour, Once more, with awe, rejoice to be; My conscious soul resumes her power, And springs, my guardian God! to thee.
3 O guide me through the various maze My doubtful feet are doomed to tread, And spread thy shield's protecting blaze Where dangers press around my head.
4 A deeper shade will soon impend, A deeper sleep mine eyes oppress; Yet then thy strength shall still defend, Thy goodness still delight to bless.
5 That deeper shade shall break away, That deeper sleep shall leave mine eyes, Thy light shall give eternal day, Thy love the rapture of the skies.
1 Now doth the sun ascend the sky, And wake creation with its ray; Keep us from sin, O Lord, most high, Through all the actions of the day.
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