3 Give us, in thy beloved house,
Again to pay our grateful vows;
Or, if that joy no more be known,
Give us to meet around thy throne.
1 LORD of nature, Source of light, In pity view thy world below; Guide our erring footsteps right,
Through these scenes of guilt and woe. 2 Grant thy spirit! By thy kindness Let our errors be forgiven;
Heal our sins; dispel our blindness;
Then conduct us safe to heaven.
1 AGAIN we've seen the Sabbath day,"
And heard of Jesus and of heaven;
We thank thee, Father, and we pray
That this day's sins may be forgiven.
2 May all we've heard and understood
Be well remembered through the week,
And help to make us wise and good,
More humble, diligent, and meek.
1 As the sun's enlivening eye
Shines on every place the same; So the Lord is always nigh
To the souls that love his name.
2 For a season called to part,
Let us then ourselves commend
To the gracious eye and heart
Of our ever-present Friend.
3 Father, hear our humble prayer!
Tender Shepherd of thy sheep,
Let thy mercy and thy care
All our souls in safety keep.
4 In thy strength may we be strong;
Sweeten every cross and pain;
Give us, if we live, erelong,
Here to meet in peace again.
8 & 7s M. Dismission Hymn.
1 LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing,
Hope and comfort from above;
Let us each, thy peace possessing,
Triumph in redeeming love.
2 Thanks we give and adoration
For thy gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound.
1 GLORY to thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light:
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Under thy own almighty wings.
2 Forgive me, Lord, through thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
3 Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed;
To die, that this vile body may
Rise glorious at the awful day.
4 O, may my soul on thee repose,
And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close;
Sleep that may me more vigorous make,
To serve my God when I awake.
1 THY favor, gracious Lord, impart,
With sacred joy to cheer my heart:
Howe'er the corn and wine increase,
Earth ne'er can yield such heavenly peace.
2 With thy protection kindly blest,
I'll lay me down in peace to rest;
Safe in thy care-from danger free,
To wake on earth- or wake with thee.
1 SOFTLY now the light of day
Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care, from labor free,
Lord, I would commune with thee!
2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye
Nought escapes, without, within,
Pardon each infirmity,
Open fault and secret sin.
3 When for me the light of day Shall on earth be passed away,
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee!
1 WHEN home I seek, and sweet repose,
And humbly kneel, at evening's close,
From worldly care and toil set free,
What joy, O Lord, to turn, to thee!
2 And as the faithful golden flower
Turns to the sun, each passing hour,
And never, till the close of day,
Loses his animating ray, —
3 So turns my soul to love divine:
Here may the beams of mercy shine;
Here may that holy light be shed,
Which gilds a Christian's dying bed.
1 ANOTHER fleeting day is gone;
Slow o'er the west the shadows rise; Swiftly the passing hours have flown, And night's dark curtains veil the skies.
2 Another fleeting day is gone;
But soon a fairer day shall rise,
A day whose never-setting sun
Shall pour its light o'er cloudless skies.
3 Another fleeting day is gone;
In solemn silence rest, my soul!
Bow down thy heart before His throne,
Who bids the morn and evering roll.
1 THE sun hath gone to rest;
The bee forsakes the flower;-
The young bird slumbers on its nest,
Within the leafy bower.
2 Where have I been this day?
Into what folly run?
Forgive me, Father, when I pray
Through Jesus Christ, thy Son.
3 When all my days are o'er,
And in the grave I rest,
Wilt thou permit my soul to fly
To a Redeemer's breast?
1 THUS far the Lord hath 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 my time has run to waste,
And I, perhaps, am near my home;
But he forgives my follies past,
He 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 my fear: O, may thy presence ne'er depart!
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