Serene and safe from every harm,
And see returning light.

3 While many spent the night in sighs,
And restless pains and woes,

In gentle sleep I closed my eyes,
And undisturbed repose.

4 When sleep, death's semblance, o'er me spread,

And I unconscious lay,

Thy watchful care was round my bed,
To guard my feeble clay.
5 O let the same almighty care
My waking hours attend:
From every danger, every snare,
My heedless steps defend!

6 Smile on my minutes as they roll,
And guide my future days;
And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.

407.

WALKING WITH GOD.

1

Angel's Hymn-Wareham Warrington.

L. M.

1 God of the morning, at whose voice The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, And, like a giant, doth rejoice

To run his journey through the skies:

2 From the fair chambers of the east The circuit of his race begins, And without weariness or rest,

Round the whole earth he flies and shines.

3 O like the sun may I fulfil

Th' appointed duties of the day;
With ready mind and active will

March on and keep the heavenly way.
4 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure,
Enlightening our beclouded eyes;
Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure,
Thy gospel makes the simple wise.

5 Give me thy counsel for my guide, And then receive me to thy bliss;

All my desires and hopes beside

Are faint and cold compared with this.

408.

EVENING HYMN.

L. M.

St. Ambrose Evening Hymn-Even Song. 1 Glory to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light; Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath thine own almighty wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for 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.

O wing of the Lord, in thy shelter befriending

May we and our households continue to share!

2 The sky, like the kingdom of heaven, is open;

O, enter, my soul, at the glorious gates; The silence and smile of his love are the token,

Who now for all comers invitingly waits.

3 We come to be soothed with his merciful healing,

The dews of the night cure the wounds of the day;

We come, our life's worth and its brevity feeling,

With thanks for the past, for the future

we pray.

4 Lord, save us from folly; be with us in

sorrow;

Sustain us in work till the time of our

rest;

When earth's day is over, may heaven's

to-morrow

Dawn on us, of homes long expected possest.

4 Watch by the sick, enrich the poor With blessings from thy boundless store, Be every mourner's sleep to-night,

Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. 5 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take; Till in the ocean of thy love

We lose ourselves in heaven above.

410.

EVENING HYMN.

Babylon-St. Chad-Calvin.

1 The night is come; like to the day,
Depart not thou, great God, away;
Let not my sins, all black as night,
Eclipse the lustre of thy light.

L. M.

2 Keep thou still in my heaven; for me
The sun makes not the day, but the;
O thou whose nature cannot sleep,
O'er my closed eyelids sentry keep.
3 Guard me against those watchful foes,
Whose eyes are open while mine close;
Let no ill dreams my sleep infest,
But such as Jacob's slumbers blest.

4 That so I may, my rest being wrought, Awake into some holy thought;

And with an active vigour run

My course, as doth the unwearied sun.

This night will many a sleepless eye
Keep weary watch till dawn.

2 What though ten thousand worlds may there

In radiant circles run,

Night's brightest star may not compare
With day's departed sun.

3 And time is but a night, soon gone,
A vigil kept by faith;

Our life a tent we pitch till dawn,
Within the shade of death.

4 Earth darkens heaven to earthly eyes;
Its glories seem so far,
That faith must wait till morning rise,
To see them as they are.

5 Our way with mystery is beset,
God's way so dark appears,
That oft we struggle in a net
Of unbelieving fears.

6 Yet, Lord, we see thee in the cloud
Whose folds we lift in vain,

And thou wilt yet remove the shroud,
And make thy dealings plain.

7 With trustful hearts may we look up,
And, through the horns of night,
Cast forth the anchor of our hope,
And wish for morning light.