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101 Let my prayer be set before thee as incense; and the lifting up of my hands as the

evening sacrifice. Ps. cxli: 2.

I Dear Saviour, bless us ere we go;

Thy Word into our minds instil;

And make our luke-warm hearts to glow
With lowly love and fervent will;
Throughout life's day and death's brief night,
O blessed Jesus, be our Light.

2 The day is gone, its hours have run,
And Thou hast taken count of all,
The scanty triumphs grace hath won,
The broken vow, the frequent fall.
Throughout life's day and death's brief night,
O blessed Jesus, be our Light.

3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways
True absolution and release;

And bless us, more than in past days,
With purity and inward peace.

Throughout life's day and death's brief night,
O blessed Jesus, be our Light.

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4 For all we love, the poor, the sad,
The sinful, unto Thee we call ;
O let Thy mercy make us glad;

Thou art our Saviour, and our all.
Throughout life's day and death's brief night,
O blessed Jesus, be our Light.

5 Dear Saviour, bless us; night is come;
Through night and darkness near us be;
Good angels watch about our home,
And we are one day nearer Thee.
Throughout life's day and death's brief night,
O blessed Jesus, be our Light.

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The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil. Ps. cxxi: 7.

I Before the ending of the day,
Creator of the world, we pray

That with Thy wonted favor Thou
Wouldst be our guard and keeper now.

2 From all ill dreams defend our eyes,
From evil fears and phantasis;
Tread under foot our spirit's foe,
That no temptation we may know.

3 Grant that we ask, Almighty Lord,
Jesus the Christ alone adored,
Blest fulness of the Trinity,
Reigning on high, eternally.

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my prayer be set before thee as incense and the lifting up of my hands as the
evening sacrifice. Ps. cxli: 2.

I Dear Saviour, bless us ere we go;

Thy Word into our minds instill;
And make our lukewarm hearts to glow
With lowly love and fervent will.

2 The day is gone, its hours have run,
And Thou hast taken count of all,
The scanty triumphs grace hath won,
The broken vow, the frequent fall.
3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways
True absolution and release;
And bless us, more than in past days,
With purity and inward peace.

4 Do more than pardon; give us joy,
Sweet fear, and sober liberty,
And simple hearts without alloy
That only long to be like Thee.

5 Labor is sweet, for Thou hast toiled;
And care is light, for Thou hast cared;
Ah! never let our works be soiled

With strife, or by deceit ensnared.

6 For all we love, the poor, the sad,
The sinful, unto Thee we call;
O let Thy mercy make us glad;
Thou art our Saviour and our All.

Dox. I.

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104 I will both lay me down in peace and sleep, for thou, Lord, only makest me dwell in

safety. Ps. iv: 8.