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EVENING.

“<0 look Thou upon me and be merciful unto me" 12 S now the sun’s declining rays

At eventide descend

?

So life’s brief day is sinking down

To its appointed end. Lorp, on the Cross Thine

Arms were stretched

To draw Thy people nigh; O grant us then that Cross to love, And in those Arms to die.

All glory to the FATHER be,

All glory to the Son,

All glory, Hoty Guost, to Thee, While endless ages run. Amen.

“ Thou shalt not be afra id for any terror by night."

i3 EFORE the ending o

f the day,

Creator of the world, we pray, That Thou with wonted love would’st keep

Thy watch around us whi

le we sleep.

O let no eyil dreams be near,

Nor phantoms of the nigh Our ghostly enemy restra

t appear; in,

Lest aught of sin our bodies stain

Almighty FATHER, hear our cry‘ Through Jesus CHRIST our Lorp most High, Who with the Hoty GuosT and‘Thee

Doth live and reign etern

« Abide with us; for it ts lowe a

ally. Amen.

ard evening, and the

ay ts Sar spent.”

14 AT with me; fast falls the eventide}

The darkness deepens;

Lop, with me abide;

When other helpers fail, and comforts flee,

Help of the helpless, O abide

with me.

Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day; Farth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away i

Change and decay in all arou O Thou Who changest not, a

nd I see; bide with me.

I need Thy Presence every passing hour}

What but Thy grace can foil Who like Thyself my guide a Through cloud and sunshine,

the tempter’s power? nd stay can be?

Lorp, abide with me.