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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.

10s. M.



“ Abide with us, for it is towards evening."

IABIDE 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;
0 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!.

78. M.



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.



Evening Worship.

1 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.

2 We would adore thee, God sublime,

Whose power and wisdom, love and grace,
Are greater than the round of time,
And wider than the bounds of space;
O how shall thought expression find,
All lost in thine immensity!
How shall we seek thee, glorious Mind,
Amid thy dread infinity!

3 But thou art present with us here,

As in thy glittering, high domain ;
And grateful hearts and humble fear
Can never seek thy face in vain.
Help us to praise thee, Lord of light,
Help us thy boundless love declare, ·
And while we seek thy face to-night
Aid us, and hearken to our prayer.

L. M.



Evening Hymn.

1 Day unto day doth utter speech,

And night to night thy voice makes known;
Through all the earth, where thought may reach,
Is heard the glad and solemn tone;
And worlds beyond the farthest star
Whose light hath reached the human eye,
Catch the high anthem from afar,
That rolls along immensity.

2 O Holy Father! 'mid the calm

And stillness of the evening hour,
We too would lift our solemn psalm,
To praise thy goodness and thy power;

For over us, as over all,
Thy tender mercies still extend,
Nor vainly shall the contrite call
On thee, their Father and their friend.

C. M.



Nature's Evening Hymn.

1 The heavenly spheres to thee, O God,

Attune their evening hymn :
All wise, all holy, thou art praised

In song of seraphim !
Unnumbered systems, suns, and worlds

Unite to worship thee,
While thy majestic greatness fills

Space, time, eternity.

2 Nature, - a temple worthy thee,

That beams with light and love; Whose flowers so sweetly bloom below,

Whose stars rejoice above;
Whose altars are the mountain cliffs

That rise along the shore;
Whose anthems, the sublime accord

Of storm and ocean roar :

3 Her

song gratitude is sung By spring's awakening hours ; Her summer offers at thy shrine

Its earliest, loveliest flowers;
Her autumn brings its ripened fruits,

In glorious luxury given;
While winter's silver heights reflect

Thy brightness back to heaven.

4. On all thou smil'st; and what is man

Before thy presence, God?
A breath but yesterday inspired,

To-morrow but a clod.
That clod shall mingle in the vale,

But, kindled, Lord, by thee,
The spirit to thy arms shall spring,

To life, to liberty.

L. M. 102.

An Evening Hymn.
1 Thus far the Lord has led me on,

Thus far his power prolongs my days!
And every evening shall make known

Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of


time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home; But he forgives my follies past,

And gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep ;

Peace is the pillow for my head :
While well-appointed angels keep

Their watchful stations round my bed. 4 Faith in his name forbids


fear : O may thy presence ne'er depart! And in the morning make me hear

Thy love and kindness in my heart. 5 Thus, when the night of death shall come,

My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,
And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb,
With sweet salvation in the sound.

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