271. I ALL praise to Thee, my God, this night, Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, 2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, 3 Teach me to live that I may dread 4 O may my soul on Thee repose; And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close; 5 When in the night I sleepless lie, My soul with heavenly thoughts supply; 6 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, Praise Him all creatures here below! Praise Him above, ye heavenly host! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! Amen. Bp. T. Ken. 4 I 2 272. ABIDE with me; fast falls the eventide ; Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; O Thou Who changest not, abide with me. 3 I need Thy presence every passing hour; What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? 5 Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? me. I fear no foe with Thee at hand to bless; 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 In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. Amen. I 2 273. SWEET Saviour, bless us ere we go; Thy word into our minds instil; And make our lukewarm hearts to glow With lowly love and fervent will. Through life's long day and death's dark night, The day is gone, its hours have run, The broken vow, the frequent fall. Through life's long day and death's dark night, 3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways And bless us, more than in past days, Through life's long day and death's dark night, 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. Through life's long day and death's dark night, 6 For all we love, the poor, the sad, The sinful, unto Thee we call ; I I O let Thy mercy make us glad ; Thou art our Jesus, and our All. Through life's long day and death's dark night, 274. F. W. Faber. GOD, that madest earth and heaven, Darkness and light; Who the day for toil hast given, May Thine angel guards defend us! This live-long night! Amen. 275. Bp. R. Heber. THROUGH the day Thy love hath spared us, Now we lay us down to rest; Through the silent watches guard us! Let no foe our peace molest! 2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers Us and ours preserve from dangers; Amen. T. Kelly. I 2 276. Die dierum principe. [Morning. MORN of morns, and day of days! From the sepulchre's dark prison, He commanded, and His word 3 While the dead world sleeps around, 4 Thus to hearts in slumber weak 5 Grant us this, and with us be, 6 Glory to the Father, Son, And to Thee, the Holy One, By Whose quickening Breath divine I. Williams. (tr.*) |