Trav❜lling through this wilderness.
2 Thanks we give and adoration,
For the gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation,
In our hearts and lives abound;
May thy presence
With us evermore be found.
HYMNS SUITED TO FAMILY AND PRIVATE
1 Now the shades of night are gone;
Now the morning light is come;
Lord, may we be thine to day,
Drive the shades of sin away.
2 Fill our souls with heav'nly light,
Banish doubt and clear our sight;
In thy service, Lord, to day,
Help us labour, help us pray.
3 Keep our haughty passions bound;
Save us from our foes around;
Going out and coming in
Keep us safe from ev'ry sin.
4 When our work of life is past,
Oh receive us then at last;
Night of sin will be no more,
When we reach the heav'nly shore.
1 Interval of grateful shade,
Welcome to my weary head;
Welcome slumbers to mine eyes
Tir'd with glaring vanities.
2 My Great Master still allows
Needful seasons of repose:
By my heav'nly Father blest,
Thus I give my pow'rs to rest.
3 Heav'nly Father! gracious name!
Night and day his love the same:
His kind eye that cannot sleep
My defenceless hours shall keep.
4 What if death my sleep invade?
Should I be of death afraid?
Whilst encircled by thine arm,
Death may strike, but cannot harm.
5 With thy gracious presence blest,
Death is life, and labour rest:
Welcome sleep or death to me,
Still secure-for still with thee.
1 To thee let my first off'rings rise,
Whose sun creates the day,
Swift as his gladd'ning influence flies,
And spotless as his ray.
2 This day thy fav'ring hand be nigh
So oft vouchsaf'd before;
Still may it lead, protect, supply,
And I that hand adore.
3 If bliss thy providence impart,
For which resign'd I pray,
Give me to feel the grateful heart,
And without guilt be gay.
4 Affliction should thy love intend,
As vice or folly's cure,
Patient to gain that gracious end,
May I the means endure.
5 Be this and every future day
Still wiser than the past,
And when I all my life survey,
May grace sustain at last.
1 The day is past and gone;
The ev'ning shades appear;
0 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
3 Lord, keep us safe this night
Secure from all our fears;
May angels guard us while we sleep,
Till morning light appears.
4 And if we early rise
To view the unwearied sun,
May we set out to win the prize,
And after glory run.
1 Lord of my life, O may thy praise Employ my noblest powers,
Whose goodness lengthens out my days,
And fills the circling hours.
2 Preserv'd by thine almighty arm,
1 pass'd the shades of night
Serene and safe from every harm,
And see returning light.
3 0 let the same Almighty care
My waking hours attend;
From every danger, every snare,
My heedless steps defend.
4 Smile on my minutes as they roll,
And guide my future days;
And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.
1 Inspirer and hearer of pray'r,
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.
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