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The day is past and over

Author: John M. Neale Hymnal: HPEC1871 #341 (1871) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 The day is past and over: All thanks, O Lord, to Thee! I pray Thee, that offenceless The hours of dark may be. O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, And save me through the coming night! 2 The joys of day are over: I lift my heart to Thee; And call on Thee that sinless The hours of sin may be. O Jesu, make their darkness light, And save me through the coming night! 3 The toils of day are over: I raise the hymn to Thee, And ask that free from peril The hours of fear may be: O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. 4 Lighten mine eyes, O Saviour, Or sleep in death shall I, And he, my wakeful tempter, Triumphantly shall cry, “Against him I have now prevailed: Rejoice! the child of God has failed."” 5 Be Thou my soul’s Preserver, O God! for Thou dost know How many are the perils Through which I have to go. Lover of men, O hear my call, And guard and save me from them all! Languages: English
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Through the day Thy love has spared us

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #342 (1871) Lyrics: 1. Through the day Thy love has spared us; Now we lay us down to 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 Thine arms may we repose; And, when life's short day is past, Rest with Thee in heaven at last. Languages: English
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Great God, to Thee my evening song

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #343 (1871) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 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 and yet this thoughtless, wretched heart, Too oft regardless of thy love, Ungrateful, can from Thee depart, And from the path of duty rove. 4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood Of Jesus; his dear Name alone I plead for pardon, gracious God, And kind acceptance at Thy throne. 5 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close; With sleep refresh my feeble frame; Safe in Thy care may I repose, And wake with praises to thy Name. Languages: English
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God, that madest earth and heaven

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #344 (1871) Lyrics: 1 God, 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. Languages: English
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The sun is sinking fast

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #345 (1871) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 The sun is sinking fast, The daylight dies; Let love awake, and pay Her evening sacrifice. 2 As Christ upon the Cross His head inclined, And to His Father's hands His parting soul resign'd; 3 So now herself my soul Would wholly give Into His sacred charge, In Whom all spirits live; 4 So now beneath His eye Would calmly rest, Without a wish or thought Abiding in the breast; 5 Save that His will be done, Whate'er betide; Dead to herself, and dead In Him to all beside. 6 Thus would I live: yet now Not I, but He, In all His power and love, Henceforth alive in me. 7 One Sacred Trinity, One Lord Divine, May I be ever His, And He for ever mine. Languages: English
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The day of praise is done

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #346 (1871) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 The day of praise is done; The evening shadows fall; Yet pass not from us with the sun, True Light that lightenest all. 2 Around Thy throne on high Where night can never be, The white-robed harpers of the sky Bring ceaseless songs to Thee. 3 Too faint our anthems here; Too soon of praise we tire; But oh1 the strains how full and clear Of that eternal choir. 4 Yet, Lord, to thy dear will If thou attune the heart, We in Thine angels' music still may bear our lower part. 5 'T is Thine each soul to calm, Each wayward thought reclaim, And make our daily life a psalm Of glory to Thy Name. 6 shine thou within us, the, A day that knows no end, Till songs of angels and of men In prefect praise shall blend. Languages: English
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Now from the altar of our hearts

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #347 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Now from the altar of our hearts Let flames of love arise; Assist us, Lord, to offer up Our evening sacrifice. 2 Minutes and mercies multiplied Have made up all this day; Minutes came quick, but mercies were More fleet and free than they. 3 New time, new favours, and new joys Do a new song require; Till we shall praise Thee as we would, Accept our hearts' desire. Languages: English
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Hail! gladd'ning Light, of His pure glory poured

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #348 (1871) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Hail! gladd'ning Light, of His pure glory poured, Who is th' Immortal Father, Heavenly, Blest, Holiest of Holies, Jesus Christ, our Lord! 2 Now we are come to the sun's hour of rest, The lights of evening round us shine, We hymn the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit Divine. 3 Worthiest art Thou at all times to be sung with undefiléd tongue, Son of our God, Giver of life alone; Therefore in all the world Thy glories, Lord, they own. Languages: English
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The day is gently sinking to a close

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #349 (1871) Lyrics: 1 The day is gently sinking to a close, Fainter and yet more faint the sunlight glows: O Brightness of Thy Father's glory, Thou Eternal Light of Light, be with us now: Where Thou art present darkness cannot be; Midnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with Thee. 2 Our changeful lives are ebbing to an end; Onward to darkness and to death we tend: O Conqueror of the grave, be Thou our Guide, Be Thou our light in death's dark eventide; Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom, No sting in death, no terror in the tomb. 3 Thou, Who in darkness walking didst appear Upon the waves, and Thy disciples cheer;, Come, Lord, in lonesome days, when storms assail, And earthly hopes and human succours fail: When all is dark may we behold Thee nigh, And hear Thy voice -- "Fear not, for it is I." 4 The weary world is mouldering to decay, Its glories wane, its pageants fade away; In that last sunset when the stars shall fall, May we arise awaken'd by Thy call, With Thee, O Lord, for ever to abide In that blest day which has no eventide. Languages: English
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Safely through another week

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #350 (1871) Lyrics: 1. Safely through another week God has brought us on our way; Let us now a blessing seek On the approaching holy day; Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest! 2 Mercies multiplied each hour Through the week our praise demand; Guarded by Almighty power, Fed and guided by His hand: though ungrateful we have been, And repaying love with sin. 3 While we pray for pardoning grace, Through the dear Redeemer's Name, Show thy reconcilèd face, Take away our sin and shame; From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this night with Thee. 4 When the morn shall bid us rise, May we feel Thy presence near; May Thy glory meet our eyes, While we in Thy house appear: There afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. 5 May Thy Gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints; May the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief for all complaints: Such the days of rest we love, Till we join the Church above. Topics: Family Worship Saturday Evening Languages: English

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