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Psalm V.

LORD, in the morning Thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high;

To Thee will I direct my prayer,

To Thee lift up mine eye.

Oft to Thy house will I resort,
To taste Thy mercies there;
I will frequent Thine holy court,
And worship in Thy fear.

3 O may Thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness;

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Make every path of duty straight
And plain before my face. Amen.

Morning or Evening.

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1 My God, how endless is Thy love! Thy gifts are every evening new; And morning mercies from above

Gently distil like early dew.

I. Watts.

2 Thou spreadst the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours!
Thy sovereign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy powers!
3 I yield my powers to Thy command;
To Thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings from Thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise!

I. Watts.

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THE day is past and gone ;

Great God, we bow to Thee;

Again, as shades of night come on,
Unto Thy side we flee.

[Advent.

Oh, when shall that day come,
Ne'er sinking in the west,
That country, and that holy home,
Where none shall break our rest?

Where all things shall be peace
And joyaunce without end,
And golden harps that never cease,
With echoing lips shall blend?

So we, preserved beneath

The sheltering of Thy wing,

For evermore Thy praise shall breathe,

And love Thee, Lord, and sing.

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Most Holy, Heavenly, Bless'd,

Lord Jesus Christ, in whom His truth and grace
Are visibly express'd.

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The sun is sinking now, and one by one

The lights of evening shine:

We hymn the Eternal Father, and the Son,
And Holy Ghost Divine.

3 Worthy art Thou at all times to receive
Our hallowed praises, Lord :

O Son of God, be Thou, in whom we live,
Through all the world adored. Amen.
Athenogenes. E. W. Eddis. (tr.)

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THE day, O Lord, is spent ;

Abide with us, and rest;

Our hearts' desires are fully bent

On making Thee our guest.

[Epiphany.

We have not reached that land,
That happy land, as yet,

Where holy angels round Thee stand,

Whose sun can never set.

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[Septuagesima & Lent.

Oh Splendor æterni Patris.

I THOU Brightness of Thy Father's face,
Thou Sun of heavenly day,

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Thou Christ, whose gracious beams remove
The soul's dark shades away!

The sun is sunk; the shadowy night

Is reigning in his room;
Continue, Lord, Thy saving help,

And keep us through the gloom

3 What though our eyes be sunk in sleep,
To Thee our hearts ascend:

Do Thou, with Thine Almighty hand
Thy loving saints defend.

4 Oh Thou Who art our only hope,
Thy help we humbly crave,
Defend Thy blood-bought people, Lord,
Whom Jesus died to save.

5 To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Holy Ghost,

All glory be from saints on earth,
And from the angel-host. Amen.

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As Christ upon the Cross
His head inclined,

And to His Father's hands
His parting soul resigned;

3 So now herself my soul
Would wholly give
Into His sacred charge,
In Whom all spirits live;

4 So now beneath His eye
Would calmly rest,

Without a wish or thought
Abiding in the breast;

5 Save that His Will be done,
Whate'er betide;

Dead to herself, and dead
In Him to all beside.

6 Thus would I live; yet now
Not I, but He

In all His power and love
Henceforth alive in me :

7 One sacred Trinity!

One Lord Divine !

Myself for ever His,

And He for ever mine. Amen.

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