1 GLORY to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath thine own Almighty wings!
2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be
3 Teach me to live, that I may
The grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to die, that so I may
Rise glorious at the judgment day.
40 let my soul on Thee repose!
And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close!
Sleep, that shall me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake
1 THROUGH the day thy love has spared us; Hear us ere the hour of rest;
Through the silent watches guard us;
Let no foe our peace molest:
Jesus, Thou our guardian be;
Sweet it is to trust in thee.
2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers,
Dwelling in the midst of foes,
Us and ours preserve from dangers,
In thy love may we repose;
And when life's brief day is past,
Rest with Thee in heaven at last.
1 LORD, that madest earth and heaven,
Darkness and light!
Who the day for toil hast given,
For rest the night!
May thine angel-guards defend us,
Slumber sweet thy mercy send us,
Holy dreams and hopes attend us,
This livelong night!
2 Guard us waking, guard us sleeping:
And when we die,
May we, in thy mighty keeping,
All peaceful lie!
When the last dread call shall wake us,
Do not Thou, our God, forsake us,
But to reign in glory take us,
With Thee on high!
1 SUN of my soul, Thou Saviour dear,
It is not night if Thou be near;
O, may no earth-born cloud arise
To hide Thee from thy servant's eyes!
2 Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without Thee I cannot live:
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For without Thee I dare not die.
3 If some poor wand'ring child of thine,
Have spurn'd, to-day, the voice divine,
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin;
Let him no more lie down in sin.
4 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor
With blessings from thy boundless store:
Be ev'ry mourner's sleep to-night
Like infants' slumbers pure and light.
5 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take ; Till in the ocean of thy love
We lose ourselves in heaven above.
1 ERE another evening close,
Ere again we seek repose,
Lord, our song ascends to Thee,
At thy feet we bow the knee.
2 For the mercies of the day,
For this rest upon our way,
Thanks to Thee alone be given,
Lord of earth and Lord of heaven.
3 Cold our services have been,
Mingled every prayer with sin;
But Thou canst and wilt forgive;
By thy grace alone we live.
4 Whilst this thorny path we tread,
May thy love our footsteps lead;
When our journey here is past,
May we rest with Thee at last.
1 THIS is the day the Lord hath made,
He calls the hours his own;
Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praise surround the throne.
2 To-day He rose and left the dead,
And Satan's empire fell;
To-day the saints his triumphs spread,
And all his wonders tell.
3 Hosanna to th' anointed King,
To David's holy Son!
Help us, O Lord! descend and bring
Salvation from thy throne.
4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men
With messages of grace;
Who comes, in God his Father's Name,
To save our sinful race.
5 Hosanna in the highest strains
The Church on earth can raise ;
The highest heavens in which He reigns
Shall give Him nobler praise.
1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne
Ye nations bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create and He destroy.
2 His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay and formed us men;
And when, like wand'ring sheep, we stray'd,
He brought us to his fold again.
3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
4 Wide as the world is thy command,
Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock thy truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.
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