Imágenes de páginas
PDF
EPUB

3 Spirit of truth and love,
Life-giving holy Dove,

Shed forth thy light;
Heal every sinner's smart,
Still every throbbing heart,
And thine own peace impart,

Bless us to-night.

424.

NEARER HOME. Irregular.

Leuchars-Kingsland.
1 One sweetly solemn thought

Comes to me o'er and o'er-
I'm nearer home to-day

Than I ever have been before.
2 Nearer my Father's house,

Where the many mansions be;
Nearer the great white throne,

Nearer the jasper sea;
3 Nearer the bound of life,

Where we lay our burdens down;Nearer leaving the cross

Nearer gaining the crown. 4 But lying darkly between,

Winding down through the night, Is the dim and unknown stream

That leads me at last to the light.

425.

5 Closer, closer my steps

Come to the dark abysm;
Closer death to my lips

Presses the awful chrysm.
6 Saviour, perfect my trust,
Strengthen the might of my

faith; Let me feel as I would when I stand

On the rock of the shore of death.
NEITHER SHALL ANY PLAGUE COME
NIGH THY DWELLING.

8. 7. Winter-Sicilian Mariners' Hymn--Corinth. 1 Saviour, 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 arrows past us fly,
Angel-guards from thee surround us;

We are safe for thou art nigh.
3 Though the night be dark and dreary,

Darkness cannot hide from thee:
Thou art he who, never weary,

Watchest 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,

Člad in light, and deathless bloom.

I LAID ME DOWN AND SLEPT.

426.

8s. Plaistow-Chorlton Place. 1 What though my frail eyelids refuse

Continual watching to keep, And punctual as midnight renews,

Demand the refreshment of sleep; A sovereign protector I have,

Unseen, yet for ever at hand, Unchangeably faithful to save,

Almighty to rule and command. 2 Kind author and ground of my hope,

Thee, thee, for my God I avow, My glad Eben-ezer set up,

And own thou hast helped me till now; I muse on the years that are past,

Wherein my defence thou hast proved, Nor wilt thou relinquish at last

A sinner so signally loved. 3 Inspirer and hearer of prayer,

Thou feeder and guardian of thine, My all to thy covenant care

I sleeping and waking resign; If thou art my shield and my sun

The night is no darkness to me And fast as my moments roll on,

They bring me but nearer to thee.

4 Thy worship no interval knows,

Thine angels are still on the wing;
And while they protect my repose,

They chaunt to the praise of my King;
I, too, at the season ordained,

Their chorus for ever shall join,
And love and adore, without end,
Their faithful Creator, and mine.

THE KEY OF THE MORNING AND
427.
THE LOCK OF NIGHT.

S. M. Romberg-St. Cuthbert-St. Clair. 1 Come to the morning prayer,

Come let us kneel and pray;
Prayer is the Christian pilgrim's staff

To walk with God all day. 2 At noon, beneath the Rock

Of Ages rest and pray;
Sweet is that shadow from the heat

When the sun smites by day. 3 At eve, shut to the door,

Round the home altar pray,
And finding there “the house of God,"

At “heaven's gate” close the day. 4 When midnight seals our eyes,

Let each in spirit say,
“I sleep, but my heart waketh, Lord,

With thee to watch and pray.”

428. EVENING HYMN.

L.M. Kent2_Sanderson's 26-Beethoven. 1 Come to me, Lord, when first I wake,

As the faint lights of morning break;
Bid purest thoughts within me rise,

Like crystal dew-drops, to the skies. 2 Come to me in the sultry noon,

Or earth's low communings will soon
Of thy dear face eclipse the light,

And change my fairest day to night. 3 Come to me in the evening shade,

And if my heart from thee hath strayed,
O! bring it back, and from afar

Smile on me like thine evening star. 4 Come to me in the midnight hour,

When sleep withholds its balmy power ;
Let my lone spirit find sweet rest,

Like John, upon my Saviour's breast. 5 Come to me through life's varied way,

And when its pulses cease to play,
Then, Lord! O, bid me come to thee,

That where thou art, thy child may be. 429. SATURDAY EVENING.

678. HussGenevaDay Star. 1 Safely through another week

God has brought us on our way,

« AnteriorContinuar »