5 Praise be to Thee through Jesus our salvation, God, Three in One, the ruler of creation, High throned, o'er all Thine eye of mercy casting, Lord everlasting. Bohemian Brethren. Tr. C. Winkworth. 101. 8,7,8,7,7,7 THRO' the day Thy love has spared us, Let no foe our peace molest ; 2 Pilgrims here on earth and strangers, 102 T. Kelly. 10,10,10,6 THE day is ended. Ere I sink to sleep, My weary spirit seeks repose in Thine. Father, forgive my trespasses and keep This little life of mine. 2 With loving-kindness curtain Thou my bed, And cool in rest my burning pilgrim feet; Thy pardon be the pillow for my .head,So shall my sleep be sweet. 3 At peace with all the world, dear Lord, and Thee, No fears my soul's unwavering faith can shake; All's well, whichever side the grave for me 103 L. M. AGAIN, as evening's shadow falls, 2 May struggling hearts, that seek release, Here find the rest of God's own peace ; And, strengthened here by hymn and prayer, Lay down the burden and the care. 3 O God, our light, to Thee we bow! 4 Life's tumult we must meet again, May hymn and prayer forever dwell! 104 10,6s O BRIGHTNESS of th' immortal Father's face, Most holy, heav'nly, blest, Lord Jesus Christ, in whom His truth and 2 The sun is sinking now and one by one The lamps of evening shine : We hymn the eternal Father, and the Son, And Holy Ghost divine. 3 Worthy art Thou at all times to receive Our hallowed praises, Lord. O Son of God, be Thou, in whom we live, Through all the world adored. Second Century. Tr. E. W. Eddis. 105 INSPIRER and hearer of prayer, Thou shepherd and guardian of Thine, My all to Thy covenant care, I, sleeping or waking, resign. 2 If Thou art my shield and my sun, 3 A sovereign protector I have, 4 His smiles and His comforts abound, The soul He delights to defend. 106 8s. A. M. Toplady. 8s, 7s. 81. SAVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing Sin and want we come confessing; 2 Though destruction walk around us, 3 Father, to Thy holy keeping 107 J. Edmeston. V. 3 added by E. H. Bickersteth. 88,78.81. VAINLY thro' night's weary hours, 2 Vainer still the hope of heaven, H. Auber. 108 7s. SOFTLY now the light of day 2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye Open fault, and secret sin. 3 Soon, for me, the light of day Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee. 4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known 109 Then, from Thine eternal throne, G. W. Doane. FATHER, by Thy love and power 7s. 101. 2 Saviour, to Thy Father bear |