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740 Psalm v. 3.


. L. M. KENN. 1 WAKE, my soul, and, with the sun,

Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise,

To pay thy morning sacrifice.
2 Thy precious time misspent, redeem;

Each present day, thy last esteem;
Improve thy talent with due care ;

For the great day thyself prepare. 3 In conversation be sincere ;

Keep conscience as the noon-tide clear.
Think how All-seeing God thy ways,

Thine every secret thought, surveys 4 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,

And with the angels bear thy part;
Who all night long, unwea ried, sing

High praise to their Eternal King.
5 All praise to Thee who safe hast kept,

And hast refreshed me while I slept : Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless life partake.

6 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew,

Disperse my sins as inorning dew:
Guard my first springs of thought and wil,

And with Thyself my spirit ill.
7 Direct, control, suggest, this day,

All I design, or do, or say ;
That all my powers, with all their might,

In Thy sole glory may unite. 8 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.

741 Psalm xix. 5–8.


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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

The appointed duties of the day,
With ready mind and active will

March on, and keep my 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.
6 Give me Thy counsels for my guide,

And then receive me to Thy bliss ;
All my desires and hopes beside
Are faint and cold compared with this.


Psalm cxxxix. 18. LM,


sleep's serene oblivion laid, Again I see the breaking shade,

I drink again the morning light.
2 New-born, I bless the waking hour;

Once more with awe rejoice to be :
My conscious soul resumes her power,

And springs, my guardian God, to Thee. 3 Oh guide me through the various maze

My doubtful feet are doomed to tread; And spread Thy shield's protecting blaze,

Where dangers press around my head. 4 A deeper shade shall soon impend,

A deeper sleep mine eyes oppress;
Yet then Thy strength shall still defend,

Thy goodness stil delight to bless.
5 That deeper shade shall break away,

That deeper sleep shall leave mine eyes ;
Thy light shall give eternal day;
Thy love, the rapture of the skies.


1 Cor. x. 31.

L. M.


, I go,
My daily labour to pursue ;
Thee, only Thee, resolved to know,

In all I think, or speak, or do.
2 The task Thy wisdom has assigned,

O let me cheerfully fulfil;
In all Thy works Thy presence find,

And prove Thy good and perfect will 3 Thee may I set at my right hand,

Whose eyes my inmost substance sce;
And labour on at Thy command,
And offer all my works to Thee.

4 Give me to bear Thine easy yoke,

And every moment watch and pray;
And still to things eternal look,

And hasten to Thy glorious day: 5 For Thee delightfully employ

Whate'er Thy bounteous grace hath given;
And run my even course with joy,

And closely walk with Thee to heaven. 744

Psalm v. 3. L. M. CHRISTIAN YEAR, 0

TIMELY happy, timely wise,

Hearts that with rising morn arise; Eyes that the beam celestial view,

Which evermore makes all things new. 2 New every morning is the love

Our wakening and uprising prove; Through sleep and darkness safely brought,

Restored to life, and power, and thought. 3 New mercies, each returning day,

Hover around us while we pray ;
New perils past, new sins forgiven,

New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 4 If on our daily course our mind

Be set to hallow all we find,
New treasures still, of countless price,

God will provide for sacrifice.
5 Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love

Fit us for perfect rest above;
And help us, this and every day,
To live more nearly as we pray.

1745 Lam. Ill. 23.

L. M.

WATTS. 1 God, how endless is Thy love!

Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies from above
Gently distil like early dew.


2 Thou spread'st 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. 746 Luke 1. 76–79. L. M. AMBROSE* 1 O face ;

JESUS, Lord of heavenly grace,
Thou fountain of eternal light,

Whose beams disperse the shades of night: 2 Come, Holy Sun of heavenly love,

Shower down Thy radiance from above;
And to our inward hearts convey

The Holy Spirit's cloudless ray.
3 And we the Father's help will claim,

And sing the Father's glorious name;
His powerful succour we implore,

That we may stand to fall no more. 4 May faith, deep-rooted in the soul,

Subdue our flesh, our minds control;
Mayguile depart, and discord cease,

And all within be joy and peace.
5 O hallowed be the approaching day !

Let meekness be our morning ray;
And faithful love our noonday light,

And hope our sunset, calm and bright. 6 Jesus, with each returning morn,

Thine image to our hearts is borne ;
O may we ever clearly see
Our Saviour and our God in Thee.

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