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FIRST TUNE.

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(Copyright, 1897, by Novello, Ewer & Co.)

"Thou shalt take thy rest in safety.'

HROUGH 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 brief day is past,
Rest with Thee in heaven at last.

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'He that keepeth thee will not slumber.'
TOW God be with us, for the night is closing;
The light and darkness are of His disposing,
And 'neath His shadow here to rest we yield us,
For He will shield us.

2 Let evil thoughts and spirits flee before us;
Till morning cometh, watch, Protector, o'er us;
In soul and body Thou from harm defend us;
Thine angels send us.

m 3 Let pious thoughts be ours when sleep o'ertakes us;
Our earliest thoughts be Thine when morning wakes us;
All day serve Thee, in all that we are doing

Thy praise pursuing.

mp 4 We have no refuge, none on earth to aid us,
Save Thee, O Father, who Thine own hast made us;
But Thy dear Presence will not leave them lonely

Who seek Thee only.

mf 5 Father, Thy name be praised, Thy kingdom given,
Thy will be done on earth as 't is in heaven;
Keep us in life, forgive our sins, deliver

Us now and ever.

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'The Lord God giveth them light: and they shall reign for ever and ever.'

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THE radiant morn hath passed away,

And spent too soon her golden store;

The shadows of departing day

Creep on once more.

2 Our life is but an autumn day,

Its glorious noon how quickly past!
Lead us, O Christ, Thou living Way,
Safe home at last.

m 30 by Thy soul-inspiring grace

Uplift our hearts to realms on high:
mf Help us to look to that bright place,
Beyond the sky,

4 Where light, and life, and joy, and peace
In undivided empire reign,

And thronging angels never cease

Their deathless strain;

5 Where saints are clothed in spotless white,

And evening shadows never fall;
Where Thou, Eternal Light of light,

Art Lord of all.