3 Living in the silent hours, Where our spirits only blend, They, unlinked with earthly trouble, We, still hoping for its end.
4 How such holy memories cluster, Like the stars when storms are past; Pointing up to that far heaven We may hope to gain at last.
1205 8s & 7s. Fleeting moments.
Faintly flow, thou falling river, Like a dream that dies away; Down to ocean gliding ever, Keep thy calm, unruffled way: Time with such a silent motion, Floats along on wings of air, To eternity’s dark ocean, Burying all its treasure there.
2 Roses bloom and then they wither; Cheeks are bright, then fade and die; Shapes of light are wafted hither, Then, like visions, hurry by: Quick as clouds at evening driven O’er the many-colored west, Years are bearing us to heaven— Home of happiness and rest.
1206 8s, 7s & 7s. Sweet it is to trust in thee.
Through the day thy love hath spared us, Wearied, we lie down to rest; Through the silent watches guard us, Let no foe our peace molest. Father! thou our guardian be; Sweet it is to trust in thee.
2 Wandering in the land of strangers, Dwelling in the midst of foes, Us and ours preserve from dangers: In thy love we all repose. Father! thou our guardian be; Sweet it is to trust in thee.
1207 8s & 7s. A child’s prayer.
Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me; Bless thy little lamb to-night: Through the darkness be thou near me; Keep me safe till morning light.
2 All this day thy hand has led me, And I thank thee for thy care; Thou hast clothed me, warmed me, fed me, Listen to my evening prayer!
3 May my sins be all forgiven; Bless the friends I love so well; Take me, when I die, to heaven, Happy there with thee to dwell.
1208 10s & 6s. At peace with all the world, etc.
The day is ended. Ere I sink to sleep, My weary spirit seeks repose in thine; Father! forgive my trespasses, and keep This little life of mine.
2 With loving kindness curtain thou my bed, And cool in rest my burning pilgrim feet; Thy pardon be the pillow for my head— So shall my sleep be sweet.
3 At peace with all the world, dear Lord, and thee, No fears my soul’s unwavering faith can shake; All’s well, whichever side the grave for me The morning light may break!
1209 10s & 4s. I will sing of the mercies, etc.
Father supreme! thou high and holy One! To thee we bow; Now, when the burden of the day is gone, Devoutly, now.
2 From age to age unchanging, still the same All-good thou art; Hallowed for ever be thy reverend name In every heart!
3 When the glad morn upon the hills was spread, Thy smile was there; Now, as the darkness gathers overhead, We feel thy care.
4 Night spreads her shade upon another day For ever past; So, o’er our faults, thy love, we humbly pray, A vail may cast.
5 Silence and calm, o’er hearts by earth distrest, Now sweetly steal; So every fear that struggles in the breast Shall faith conceal.
6 Thou, through the dark, wilt watch above our sleep With eye of love; And thou wilt wake us, when the sunbeams leap The hills above.
7 O, may each heart its gratitude express As life expands, And find the triumph of its happiness In thy commands!
1210 P. M. Fading, still fading.
Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining; Father in heaven! the day is declining; Safety and innocence flee with the light, Temptation and danger walk forth with the night; From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime, Shield us from danger and keep us from crime! Father! have mercy, thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord! Amen!
2 Father in heaven! O, hear when we call, Hear for Christ’s sake, who is Saviour of all! Feeble and fainting, we trust in thy might; In doubting and darkness, thy love be our light! Let us sleep on thy breast while the night taper burns, Wake in thy arms when morning returns. Father! have mercy, thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord! Amen!