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BLEST be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love ;
Is like to that above.
2 Before our Father's throne
We pour our ardent prayers ;
Our comforts and our cares.
3 We share our mutual woes ;
Our mutual burdens bear ;
The sympathizing tear. 4 When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain ;
And hope to meet again.
5 This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way ;
And longs to see the day.
6 From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin we shall be free ;
TARRY with me, O my Saviour,
For the day is passing by ;
And the night is drawing nigh.
2 Deeper, deeper grow the shadows,
Paler now the glowing west,
Shall it be the night of rest ?
Calming all these wild alarms;
Feel the everlasting arms.
Lord, I cast myself. on Thee ;
While I sleep, still watch by me.
5 Tarry with me, O my Saviour !
Lay my head upon Thy breast
C. S. Smith.
Within the veil, and see
How bright their glories be. 2 Once they were mourning here below,
And wet their couch with tears ;
With sins, and doubts, and fears.
3 I ask them whence their victory came ?
They, with united breath,
Their triumph to His death.
4 They marked the footsteps that He trod;
His zeal inspired their breast ;
Possess the promised rest. 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise,
For His own pattern given,
1. Watts. 626
L. M. 61. At evening time let there be light;
Life's little day draws near its close ; Around me fall the shades of night,
The night of death, the grave's repose ;
To crown my joys, to end my woes, At evening time let there be light. 2 At evening time let there be light;
Stormy and dark hath been my day ; Yet rose the morn benignly bright, Dews, birds, and flowers cheered all the
way ; Oh for one sweet, one parting ray ! At evening time let there be light. 3 At evening time there shall be light;
For God hath said, - “So let it be !” Fear, doubt, and anguish, take their flight,
His glory now is risen on me ;
Mine eyes shall His salvation see ; ’T is evening time, and there is light.
J. Montgomery. 627
L. M. SAVIOUR, when night involves the skies,
My soul, adoring, turns to Thee ; Thee, self-abased in mortal guise,
And wrapt in shades of death for me.
2 On Thee my waking raptures dwell,
When crimson gleams the east adorn, Thee, victor of the grave and hell,
Thee, source of life's eternal morn.
3 When noon her throne in light arrays,
To Thee my soul triumphant springs ; Thee, throned in glory's endless blaze,
Thee, Lord of lords and King of kings. 4 O’er earth when shades of ev'ning steal,
To death and Thee my thoughts I give ; To death, whose pow'r I soon must feel, To Thee, with whom I trust to live.
10s. GO DOWN, great sun, into thy golden west,
The day is done, the hours of labor past ; The night's dark shadows deepen all around;
The day is over ; rest has come at last. 2 And so our life to even-tide draws nigh,
Our days of change their course have
almost run ; And soon the storms of winter will be past, And then comes summer, and the unset
ting sun. 3 And in that holier world of joy and peace,
Our sun shall rise upon a land so blest, That none in this poor world have words
to tell How great the joy of that pure heavenly rest.
118, 10s. WE would see Jesus ; for the shadows
lengthen Across this little landscape of our life ; We would see Jesus, our weak faith to
strengthen, For the last weariness, the final strife.
2 We would see Jesus, the great rock founda
tion Whereon our feet were set by sovereign
grace : Nor life nor death, with all their agitation,
Can thence remove us, if we see His face. 3 We would see Jesus : other lights are paling,
Which for long years we have rejoiced
to see ;
The blessings of our pilgrimage are failing ; We would not mourn them, for we go to
4 We would see Jesus ; yet the spirit lingers Round the dear objects it has loved so
long, And earth from earth can scarce unclasp
its fingers ; Our love to Thee makes not this love
5 We would see Jesus : sense is all too bind
ing, And heaven appears too dim, too far
away ; We would see Thee, Thyself our hearts re
minding What Thou hast suffered, our great debt