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 in God's Protection. 1 Father, breathe an evening blessing Ere repose our spirits seal; Sin and want we come confessing; Thou canst save and thou canst heal. 2 Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrows past us fly, Angel guards from thee surround us; We are safe, if thou art nigh. 3 Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness cannot hide from thee; Thou art he who, never weary, Watchest where thy people be.