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4 When evening slumbers press my eyes,
With his protection blessed,
My wearied limbs to rest.
Fears no approaching ill;
Thou, Lord, art with me still.
Thy daily stage of duty run;
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Each present day thy last esteem;
For the great day thyself prepare. 3 In conversation be sincere;
Keep conscience, as the noontide, clear;
And all thy secret thoughts surveys. 4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew;
Scatter my sins like morning dew;
And with thyself my spirit fill.
All I design, or do, or say,
HAWKESWORTA. Morning Hymn. 1 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 0, 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 shall soon impend,
A deeper sleep my eyes oppress;
Thy goodness still delight to bless. 5 That deeper shade shall break away;
That deeper sleep shall leave my eyes ; Thy light shall give eternal day ;
Thy love, the rapture of the skies.
Hearts that with rising morn arise,
2 New every morning is the love
Our waking and uprising prove ;.
Restored to life, and power, and thought. 3 New mercies, each returning day,
Hover around us while we pray ;
New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 4 If, on our daily course, our mind
Be set to hallow all we find,
God will provide for sacrifice.
What lights would all around us rise !
Along life's dullest, dreariest walk !
Would furnish all we ought to ask
WATTS. A Morning Hymn. 1 GOD of the morning, at whose voice
The cheerful sun makes haste to rise,
To run his journey through the skies. 2 From the fair chambers of the east,
The circuit of his race begins, And, without weariness or rest,
Round the whole earth he flies and shines. 3 O, like the sun may I fulfil
The appointed duties of the day, With ready mind and active will
March on and keep my heavenly way. 4 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure,
Enlightening our beclouded eyes,
Thy gospel makes the simple wise.
I am forever thine ;
Nor would I dare to sin.
From cares and business free,
With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this evening sacrifice;
And when my work is done,
Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace,
I'll give my eyes to sleep;
DODDRIDGE. Before Sleep. 1 INTERVAL of grateful shade,
Welcome to my weary head;
Tired with glaring vanities. 2 My great Master still allows
Needful periods of repose;
Thus I give my powers to rest.
Night and day his love the same;
Every anxious care forgot.
Crown'st my days with various good;
These defenceless hours shall keep. 5 Blest vicissitude to me!
Day and night I'm still with thee;
DODDRIDGE. In the Night Watches. 1 WHAT though downy slumbers flee,
Strangers to my couch and me?