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RETREAT. L. M.

THOMAS HASTINGS (1784-1872), 1840.

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'ry stormy wind that blows, From ev 'ry swelling tide of woes,

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a calm, a sure re- treat: 'Tis found be- neath the mer - cy seat.

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1. My God, is a - ny hour so sweet, From blush of morn

to evening star,

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tion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast.

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EVENING HYMN. L. M.

THOMAS TALLIS (1529-1585), 1565.

1. A wake, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run;

O

Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morn-ing

sacrifice.

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3 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew:
Disperse my sins as morning dew;
Guide my first springs of thought and will,
And with Thyself my spirit fill.

4 Direct, control, suggest this day,
All I design, or do, or say;
That all my powers, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory may unite.

Bp. Thomas Ken (1637-1711), 1697, 1709. Ab.

34 Evening Hymn. 1 All praise 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 dread
The grave as little as my bed;
To die, that this vile body may
Rise glorious at the awful day.

4 O may my soul on Thee repose,
And may sweet sleep my eyelids close;
Sleep, that shall me more vigorous make,
To serve my God when I awake.

Bp. Thomas Ken. 1697, 1709. Ab.

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Come holy Sun of heavenly love,
Come in Thy radiance from above,
And to our inward hearts convey
The Holy Spirit's cloudless ray.

3 May He our actions deign to bless,
And loose the bonds of wickedness;
From sudden falls our feet defend,
And guide us safely to the end.

4 O hallowed thus be every day;

Let meekness be our morning ray, Our faith like noontide splendor glow, Our souls the twilight never know. Ambrose of Milan (340-397). Tr. by Rev. John Chandler (1806-1876),1837. Ab. and alt.

An Evening Hymn.

36 1 Great God, to Thee my evening song, With humble gratitude I raise;

O let Thy mercy tune my tongue, And fill my heart with lively praise. 2 My days, unclouded as they pass, And every gently rolling hour, Are monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to Thy love and power 3 Seal my forgiveness in the blood

Of Jesus; His dear name alone
I plead for pardon, gracious God,
And kind acceptance at Thy throne.

Miss Anne Steele (1717-1778), 1760. Ab.

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1. Tar ry with me, O my Saviour, For the day

is passing by;

See, the shades of

eve - ning gather, And the night is draw ing nigh.

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