For many sins we grieve,
But we Thy grace receive,
And in Thy word believe,

Bless us to-night. 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.

762
Luke xi. 3, 4.

8.8.7. 1

F
JATHER, in high heaven dwelling,

May our evening song be telling
Of Thy mercy large and free.
Through the day Thy love hath fed us,
Through the day Thy care hath led us,

With divinest charity.
2 This day's sins O pardon, Saviour,
Evil thoughts, perverse behaviour,

Envy, pride, and vanity;
From the world, the flesh, deliver,
Save us now and save us ever,

o Thou Lamb of Calvary!
3 From enticements of the Devil,
From the might of spirits evil,

Be our shield and panoply;
Let Thy power this night defend us,
And a heavenly peace attend us,

And angelic company.
4 Whilst the night-dews are distilling,
Holy Ghost, each heart be filling

With Thine own serenity; Softly will the eyes be closing, While on Thee the soul reposing,

Ever blessed Trinity.

763

HAThe day divinely given,

Exodus xx. 8–11. S.M. BULFINCH,

to !

1

When men to God their homage pay,

And earth draws near to heaven. 2 Lord, in this sacred hour,

Within Thy courts we bend; And bless Thy love, and own Thy power,

Our Father, and our Friend. 3 But Thou art not alone

In courts by inortals trod; Nor only is the day Thine own

When man draws near to God. 4 Thy temple is the arch

Of yon unmeasured sky;
Thy Sabbath the stupendous march

Of grand Eternity.
5 Lord, may that holier day

Dawn on Thy servants' sight;
And grant us in those courts to pray

Of pure unclouded light.

764

, rest,

Psalm lxxxiv. 10. S. M. WATTS. 1

That saw the Lord arise ;
Welcome to this reviving breast,

And these rejoicing eyes !
2 The King Himself comes near,

And feasts His saints to-day ;
Here we may sit, and see Him here,

And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day amid the place

Where my dear Lord hath been,
Is sweeter than ten thousand days

Of pleasurable sin.

4 My willing soul would stay

In such a frame as this,
And wish to sing herself away

To everlasting bliss.

765

Mark ii. 27.

L. M. 1

rest ! Sweet harbinger of joys above; Thine hours are all by Jesus bless'd,

And shine on man with beams of love. 2 'Twas mercy first ordained the day,

In kind compassion to our woes;
That we might learn the heavenly way,

And find in Christ our true repose. 3 It comes this dreary waste to cheer,

And shed celestial peace abroad ;
With sacred truth to bless the ear,
And raise the immortal soul to God.

1766 Gen. ii. 3.

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3. 10's. W. MASON, 1 GAIN returns the day of holy rest,

Which when He made the world

Jehovah bless'd;
When, like His own, He bade our labours

cease,
And all be piety, and all be peace.
2 Let us devote nis consecrated day

To learn His will, and all we learn obey;
In pure religion's hallowed duties share,

And join in penitence, and join in prayer. 3 So shall the God of mercy pleased receive

That only tribute man has power to give;
So shall He hear, while fervently we raise
Our choral harmony in hymns of praise.

4 Father of heaven, in whom our hopes

confide, Whose power defends us, and whose pre

cepts guide; In life our guardian, and in death our

friend, Glory supreme be Thine, till time shall end.

767 Luke xxiii. 56.

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L. M. STENNEIT. 1 NOTHER six days' work is done;

Another Sabbath is begun. Return, my soul, enjoy the rest :

Improve the day thy God hath bless'd. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns

So sweet a rest to wearied minds;
Provides an antepast of heaven,

And gives this day the food of seven. 3 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise,

As grateful incense to the skies;
And draw from heaven that sweet repose

Which none but he that feels it knows. 4 This heavenly calm within the breast

Is the dear pledge of glorious rest,
Which for the church of God remains,

The end of cares, the end of pains. 6 In holy duties let the day,

In holy pleasures pass away.
How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end !

768 Heb. iv. 9.

L. M. DODDRIDGE ORD of the Sabbath, hear our vows,

;

Accept as grateful sacrifice,
The songs which from the desert rise.

2 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love:

A nobler rest remains above :
To that our fainting souls aspire,

With ardent hope and strong desire. 3 No more fatigue, no more distress;

No guilt the conscience to oppress;
No sighs there mingle with the songs

Resounding from immortal tongues. 4 No rude alarms of raging foes,

No cares to break the long repose,
No clouded sun, no changeful moon,

But sacred, high, eternal noon. 5 O long-expected day, begin;

Dawn on these realms of woe and sin.
Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love;
But wait the nobler rest above.

769 Matt. xxviii. 1. C.M, BARBẠULD. A

1 GAIN the Lord of life and light

Awakes the kindling ray, Unseals the eyelids of the morn,

And pours increasing day.
2 O what a night was that, which wrapt

The heathen world in gloom!
O what a Sun which broke this day

Triumphànt from the tomb! 3 The powers of darkness leagued in vain

To bind our Lord in death :
He shook their kingdom when He fell,

By His expiring breath. 4 And now His conquering chariot wheels

Ascend the lofty skies ;
Broken beneath His powerful cross,

Death's iron sceptre lies.