AVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing,
Ere repose our spirits seal;
Sin and want we come confessing;
Thou canst save, and thou canst heal.
2 Though destruction walk around us,
Though the arrow near us fly,
Angel-guards from thee surround us;
We are safe, if thou art nigh.
3 Though the night be dark and dreary,
Darkness can not hide from thee:
Thou art he who, never weary,
Watcheth where thy people be.
4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us,
And our couch become our tomb,
May the morn in heaven awake us,
Clad in light and deathless bloom.
ILENTLY the shades of evening
Gather round our lonely door;
Silently they bring before us
Faces we shall see no more.
2 Oh, the lost, the unforgotten!
Though the world be oft forgot;
Oh, the shrouded and the lonely!
In our hearts they perish not.
3 Living in the silent hours,
Where our spirits only blend;
They, unlinked with earthly trouble,
We, still hoping for the end.
4 How such holy memories cluster,
Like the stars when storms are past,
Pointing up to that fair heaven
We may hope to gain at last!
AINLY through night's weary hours,
Keep we watch, lest foes alarm;
Vain our bulwarks, and our towers,
But for God's protecting arm.
2 Vain were all our toil and labor,
Did not God that labor bless;
Vain, without his grace and favor,
Every talent we possess.
3 Seek we, then, the Lord's Anointed
He shall grant us peace and rest:
Ne'er was suppliant disappointed,
Who to Christ his prayer addressed.
ARRY with me, O my Saviour!
For the day is passing by:
See! the shades of evening gather,
And the night is drawing nigh.
2 Deeper, deeper grow the shadows,
Paler now the glowing west,
Swift the night of death advances ;
Shall it be the night of rest?
3 Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying,
Lord, I cast myself on thee;
Tarry with me through the darkness:
While I sleep, still watch by me.
4 Tarry with me, O my Saviour!
Lay my head upon thy breast
Till the morning; then awake me—
Morning of eternal rest!
Which before the cross I spend,
Life and health and peace possessing,
From the sinner's dying Friend.
2 Love and grief my heart dividing,
With my tears his feet I'll bathe;
Constant still, in faith abiding,
Life deriving from his death.
moments, rich blessing,
3 Truly blessed is this station,
Low before his cross to lie,
While I see divine compassion
Beaming in his gracious eye.
4 Here I'll sit forever viewing
Mercy streaming in his blood;
Precious drops, my soul bedewirg,
Plead and claim my peace with God.
EEP us, Lord, oh, keep us ever!
Vain our hope, if left by thee;
We are thine; oh, leave us never,
Till thy glorious face we see !
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Through a bright eternity.
2 Precious is thy word of promise,
Precious to thy people here;
Never take thy presence from us,
Jesus, Saviour, still be near:
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May thy name our spirits cheer.
My peace I give unto you.
ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing,
Fill our hearts with joy and peace;
Let us each, thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace :
||: Oh, refresh us, :||
Trav'ling through this wilderness!
2 Thanks we give, and adoration,
For thy Gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound;
||: May thy presence :||
With us evermore be found.
LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing,
Bid us now depart in peace;
Still on heavenly manna feeding,
Let our faith and love increase;
Fill each breast with consolation;
Up to thee our hearts we raise;
When we reach our blissful station,
Then we'll give thee nobler praise.
And the Father's boundless love,
With the Holy Spirit's favor,
Rest upon us from above.
Thus may we abide in union
With each other and the Lord,
And possess, in sweet communion,
Joys which earth can not afford.
* Omit repeat in singing this hymn.
GLORY gilds the sacred page,
Majestic, like the sun :
It gives a light to every age;
It gives, but borrows none.
2 The hand that gave it still supplies
The gracious light and heat:
Its truths upon the nations rise;
They rise, but never set.
3 Let everlasting thanks be thine
For such a bright display,
As makes a world of darkness shine
With beams of heavenly day.
4 My soul rejoices to pursue
The steps of him I love,
Till glory breaks upon my view
In brighter worlds above!
"Oh, how love I thy law."
ATHER of mercies, in thy word
What endless glory shines!
For ever be thy name adored
For these celestial lines.
2 Here my Redeemer's welcome voice
Spreads heavenly peace around;
And life and everlasting joys
Attend the blissful sound.
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