Hymn. Evening Hymn. 1 GREAT Source of light! to Thee I pray; 2 Now ev'ning's low'ring shades begin, 3 And while I rest my weary head May I, communing on my bed, 4 To peaceful slumbers I retire; 5 Should anxious thought, or tedious pain, May arms of love my soul sustain, 6 May sleep's sweet bondage kindly break! May slumber gently flee! At dawn of day Thee may I seek, Hymn. Evening Hymn. 1 DREAD Sov'reign! let my ev'ning song 2 Through all the dangers of the day 3 Perpetual blessings from above But O how few returns of love 4 What have I done for Him that died 5 LORD, with this guilty heart of mine, 6 Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood, As in th' embraces of my GOD, Hymn. Evening Hymn. 1 AND now another day is gone, 2 How runs my fleeting life to waste! 3 I lay my body down to sleep; And through the hours of darkness, keep 4 With cheerful heart I close my eyes, Hymn. Saturday Evening. 1 How soon the busy, toiling week, 2 Like all my former fleeting days, The work of faith, and love, and praise, 3 Vain wand'ring thoughts, and low desires, 4 The world's deceit, the tempter's art, 5 Vain world! retire-no more prevail 6 Day, above ev'ry other blest: 'To-morrow,' gracious word! 7 Rest! how divinely sweet the sound 8 Indulgent LORD, my soul prepare; In all the blessings may I share, Hymn. The Sabbath. 1 ANOTHER six days' work is done, Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, 2 Come, bless the LORD, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds, Provides an antepast of heav'n, 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 heav'n that sweet repose, 4 This heav'nly calm, within the breast, 5 In holy duties let the day In holy pleasures pass away: Hymn. The Sabbath. 1 How welcome to the saints, when press'd With six days' noise, and care, and toil, Is the returning day of rest, Which hides them from the world awhile! 2 Now, from the throng withdrawn away, |