11 12 SUN UN of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep Be my last thought, how sweet to rest 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine L. M. 5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor 6 Come near and bless us when we wake, We lose ourselves in heaven above. BIDE with me: fast falls the eventide; ΑΒΙ 10s. The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide : When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me. 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away, Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou Who changest not, abide with me. 3 I need Thy presence every passing hour; 4 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless : 5 Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes: Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies: Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee: In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. 13 SOFTI OFTLY now the light of day 2 Thou, Whose all-pervading eye Pardon each infirmity, Open fault, and secret sin. 3 Soon, for me, the light of day Then, from sin and sorrow free, 78. 14 4 Thou Who, sinless, yet hast known Then, from Thine eternal throne, AT Jesus, look with pitying eye. even, ere the sun was set, The sick, O Lord, around Thee lay; Oh, in what divers pains they met ! Oh, with what joy they went away! 2 Once more 'tis eventide, and we Oppressed with various ills draw near; What if Thy form we cannot see? We know and feel that Thou art here. 3 O Saviour Christ, our woes dispel ; For some are sick, and some are sad, And some have never loved Thee well, And some have lost the love they had, 4 And some have found the world is vain, L.M. Yet from the world they break not free, And some have friends who give them pain, Yet have not sought a friend in Thee. 5 And none, O Lord, have perfect rest, 6 O Saviour Christ, Thou too art Man; Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried; 15 C. M. THE shadows of the evening hours Fall from the darkening sky; Upon the fragrance of the flowers 2 Before Thy throne, O Lord of heaven, Look on Thy children from on high, 3 The sorrows of Thy servants, Lord, But let the incense of our prayers 4 The brightness of the coming night 5 Slowly the rays of daylight fade: The hopes in earthly love and joy, 6 Slowly the bright stars, one by one, Give us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heaven, 7 Let peace, O Lord, Thy peace, O God, From midnight fears, and perils, Thou 8 Give us a respite from our toil; Calm and subdue our woes; Through the long day we labor, Lord, 16 THE day is past and over: THE I All thanks, O Lord, to Thee! pray Thee that offenceless The hours of dark may be. O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, And save me through the coming night! 2 The joys of day are over: I lift my heart to Thee; O Jesu, make their darkness light, 3 The toils of day are over: I raise the hymn to Thee, The hours of fear may be: P.M. And guard me through the coming night! 4 Lighten mine eyes, O Saviour, Or sleep in death shall I, "He could not make their darkness light, 5 Be Thou my soul's preserver, O God! for Thou dost know How many are the perils Through which I have to go. And guard and save me from them all! |