pray.

3 Keep our haughty passions bound;
Save us from our foes around;
Going out and coming in,
Keep us safe from every sin.

4 When our work of life is past,
O, receive us then at last;
Night and sin will be no more,
When we reach the heavenly shore.

939. L. M. Watts.

The Same.

1 God of the morning, at whose voice
The cheerful sun makes haste to rise,
And like a giant doth rejoice
To run his journey through the skies.

2 From the fair chambers of the east,
The circuit of his race begins,
And, without weariness or rest,
Round the whole earth he flies and shines.

3 O, like the sun may I fulfil
The appointed duties of the day,
With ready mind and active will
March on and keep my heavenly way.

4 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure,
Enlightening our beclouded eyes,
Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure,
Thy gospel makes the simple wise.

940. C. M. Mrs. Steele.

The Same.

1 Lord of my life! O may thy praise
Employ my noblest powers,
Whose goodness lengthens out my days.
And fills the circling hours!

2 Preserved by thy almighty arm,
I passed the shades of night,
Serene and safe from every harm,
And see returning light.

3 While many spend the night in sighs
And restless pains and woes,
In gentle sleep I close my eyes
And undisturbed repose.

4 When sleep death's semblance o'er me spread,
And I unconscious lay,
Thy watchful care was round my bed,
To guard my feeble clay.

5 O let the same almighty care
My waking hours attend;
From every danger, every snare,
My heedless steps defend.

941. L. M. Watts.

Morning or Evening Hymn.

1 My God, how endless is thy love!
Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies, from above,
Gently distil like early dew.

2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sovereign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy powers.

3 I yield my powers to thy command;
To thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings from thine hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.

942. 8s. & 7s. M. Edmeston.

Confidence