EVENING HYMN.

Let me thank him for his goodness,
Ere the twilight fades away.

For my home and friends I thank him,
For my father, mother, dear;

For the hills, the trees, the flowers,
And the sky so bright and clear.

If I have been kind and gentle,
If I've spoken what was true,
Or if I've been cross and selfish,
He has seen and known it, too.

Those I love he will watch over,
Though they may be far away,
For he loves good little children,
And will hear the words they say.

EVENING HYMN.

THOU, from whom we never part,
Thou, whose love is everywhere,

Thou, who seest every heart,

Listen to our evening prayer.

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EVENING HYMN.

Heavenly Father! through the night
Keep us safe from every ill;
Cheerful as the morning light,
May we wake to do thy will.

MRS. FOLLEN.

EVENING HYMN.

BEFORE I close my eyes to-night,
Let me myself these questions ask :
Have I endeavored to do right,

Nor thought my duty was a task?

Have I been gentle, lowly, meek,

And the small voice of conscience heard?

When passion tempted me to speak,

Have I repressed the angry word?

Have I with cheerful zeal obeyed
What my kind parents bid me do,
And not by word or action said
The thing that was not strictly true?

In hard temptation's troubled hour,

Then have I stopped to think and pray,
That God would give my soul the power

To chase the sinful thought away?

EVENING HYMN.

O Thou who seest all my heart,

Wilt thou forgive and love me still! Wilt thou to me new strength impart, And make me love to do thy will!

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MRS. FOLLEN.

EVENING HYMN.

GLORY to thee, my God! this night,
For all the blessings of the light:
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath the shadow of thy wings!

Forgive me, Lord, through thy dear Son,
The ills which I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.

Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to die, that so I may
Rise joyful at the judgment-day.

Be thou my guardian while I sleep;
Thy watchful station near me keep;
My heart with love celestial fill,

And guard me from the approach of ill.

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AN EVENING PRAYER.

Lord, let my heart forever share

The bliss of thy paternal care :

"Tis heaven on earth, 't is heaven above,

To see thy face and sing thy love.

BISHOP KENN.

AN EVENING PRAYER.

LORD, thine eye is closéd never;
When night casts o'er earth her hood,
Thou remainest wakeful ever,

And art like a shepherd good,
Who, through every darksome hour,
Tends his flock with watchful power.

Grant, O Lord! that we thy sheep
May this night in safety sleep;
And when we again awake,

Give us strength our cross to take;
And to order all our ways
To thine honor and thy praise.

Or, if thou hast willed that I
Must before the morning die,
Into thy hands to the end,
Soul and body I commend.

Amen.

SONGS FROM THE GERMAN.

IV. MISCELLANEOUS.

WISDOM.

How happy is the child who hears
Instruction's warning voice;
And who celestial wisdom makes
His early, only choice.

Wisdom has treasures greater far
Than east or west unfold;
And her rewards more precious are
Than is the gain of gold.

She guides the young with innocence
In pleasure's path to tread ;
A crown of glory she bestows
Upon the hoary head.

According as her labors rise,

So her rewards increase; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are peace.