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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