THE

HYMN 171.

Evening.

S. M.

HE day is past and gone;
The evening shades appear:
O may we all remember well
The night of death draws near.

2 We lay our garments by,
Upon our beds to rest;

So death shall soon disrobe us all
Of what is here possest.

3 Lord, keep us safe this night,
Secure from all our fears;

May angels guard us while we sleep, Till morning light appears.

SOF

OFTLY now the light of day
Fades upon my sight away;

Free from care, from labour free,
Lord, I would commune with thee:
2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye
Naught escapes, without, within,
Pardon each infirmity,

Open fault, and secret sin.

3 Soon, for me, the light of day
Shall for ever pass away;
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Lord, to dwell with thee:

Take me,

4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known
All of man's infirmity;

Then, from thine eternal throne,
Jesus, look with pitying eye.

INSPIRER and hearer of prayer,
Thou shepherd and guardian of thine,

My all to thy covenant care,
I, sleeping or waking, resign.
2 If thou art my shield and my sun,
The night is no darkness to me;
And, fast as my minutes roll on,
They bring me but nearer to thee.
3 A sovereign protector I have,
Unseen, yet for ever at hand;
Unchangeably faithful to save,

Almighty to rule and command.

4 His smiles and his comforts abound, His grace, as the dew, shall descend; And walls of salvation surround

The soul he delights to defend.

X. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.

HYMN 174.

C. M.

Renouncing the World.

ET worldly minds the world pursue,
It has no charms for me;

Once I admired its follies too,

But grace has set me free.

2 Those follies now no longer please,
No more delight afford;

Far from my heart be joys like these,
Now I have known the Lord.

3 As by the light of opening day
The stars are all conceal'd,
So earthly pleasures fade away
When Jesus is reveal'd.

4 Creatures no more divide my choice,
I bid them all depart;

His Name, and love, and gracious voice Shall fix my roving heart.

5 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone,
And wholly live to thee;
Yet worthless still myself I own,
Thy worth is all my plea.

Not ashamed of Christ.

JESUS, and shall it ever be,

A mortal man ashamed of thee: Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days? 2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far

Let night disown each radiant star; 'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. 3 Ashamed of Jesus! O, as soon Let morning blush to own the sun; He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 4 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend: No; when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his Name. 5 Ashamed of Jesus! empty pride; I'll boast a Saviour crucified; And, O, may this my portion be, My Saviour not ashamed of me.

Prayer for Christian Graces.

JESUS, my strength, my hope,

On thee I cast my care,

With humble confidence look up,
And know thou hear'st my prayer:
Give me on thee to wait,

Till I can all things do;
On thee, Almighty to create,
Almighty to renew.

2 I want a sober mind,
A self-renouncing will,
That tramples down and casts behind
The baits of pleasing ill:
A soul inured to pain,

To hardship, grief, and loss;
Ready to take up and sustain
The consecrated cross.

3 I want a godly fear,

A quick, discerning eye,

That looks to thee when sin is near,
And sees the tempter fly;
A spirit still prepared,
And arm'd with jealous care,
For ever standing on its guard,
And watching unto prayer.

4 I want a heart to pray,

To pray and never cease,
Never to murmur at thy stay,
Or wish my sufferings less;
This blessing, above all,
Always to pray I want,
Out of the deep on thee to call,
And never, never faint.

5 I want a true regard,

A single, steady aim,

Unmoved by threatening or reward,
To thee and thy great Name;
A jealous, just concern
For thine immortal praise;
A pure desire that all may learn
And glorify thy grace.

6 I rest upon thy word,

The promise is for me;

My succour and salvation, Lord,
Shall surely come from thee:

But let me still abide,
Nor from my hope remove,
Till thou my patient spirit guide
Into thy perfect love.

Gu

UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but thou art mighty;
Hold me with thy powerful hand.
2 Open now the crystal fountains

Whence the living waters flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,

Lead me all my journey through. 3 Feed me with the heavenly manna In this barren wilderness;

Be my sword, and shield, and banner;
Be the Lord my righteousness.

4 When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of death, and hell's destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan's side.

Following the Example of Christ.

WHENE'ER the angry passions rise,

And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife, To Jesus let us lift our eyes,

Bright pattern of the Christian life.

2 O how benevolent and kind,

How mild, how ready to forgive:
Be this the temper of our mind,
And these the rules by which we live.
3 To do his heavenly Father's will
Was his employment and delight;