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HYMN. L. M.

1 AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth-and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

2 Glory to Thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refreshed me while I slept:
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake.
I may of endless life partake.

3 Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say;

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That all my powers, with all their might,
In thy sole glory may unite.

HYMN. L. M.

1 GOD of the morning, at thy voice
The cheerful sun makes haste to rise,
And like a giant doth rejoice

To run his journey through the skies.

2 O! like the sun, may I fulfil

Th' appointed duties of the day; With ready mind, and active will, March on, and keep my heav'nly way. 3 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, Enlightening our beclouded eyes; Thy threatenings just-thy promise sure Thy gospel makes the simple wise.

4 Give me thy counsels for my guide, And then receive me to thy bliss;

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All my desires and hopes beside
Are faint and cold compared with this.

HYMN. C. M.

1 GOD of my life, my morning song
To thee I cheerful raise:
Thy acts of love 't is good to sing,
And pleasant 't is to praise.

2 Preserv'd by thy almighty arm,
I pass'd the shades of night,
Serene, and safe from every harm,
To see the morning light.

3 While numbers spent the night in sighs,
And restless pains and woes,
In gentle sleep I closed my eyes,
And rose from sweet repose.

4 Oh let the same almighty care
Through all this day attend:
From every danger-every snare,
My heedless steps defend.

5 Smile on my minutes as they roll,
And guide my future days;
And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.

1 THOU that dost my life prolong,
Kindly aid my morning song;
Thankful from my couch I rise,
To the God that rules the skies.

2 Thou didst hear my ev'ning cry;
Thy preserving hand was nigh;
Peaceful slumbers thou hast shed,
Grateful to my weary head.

3 Thou hast kept me through the night 'T was thy hand restor❜d the light: Lord, thy mercies still are new, Plenteous as the morning dew.

4 Still my feet are prone to stray;
Oh! preserve me through the day
Dangers every where abound;
Sins and snares beset me round.
5 Gently, with the dawning ray,
On my soul thy beams display;
Sweeter than the smiling morn,
Let thy cheering light return.

1 O LORD, how many are my foes,
In this weak state of flesh and blood
My peace they daily discompose,

But my defence and hope is God.

2 Tired with the burdens of the day,
To thee I raised an ev'ning cry;
Thou heardst, when I began to pray,
And thine almighty help was nigh.

3 Supported by thine heav'nly aid,

laid me down and slept secure; Not death should make my heart afraid, Though I should wake and rise no more.

4 But God sustain'd me all the night; Salvation doth to God belong:

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He raised my head to see the light,
And makes his praise my morning song.

HYMN. C. M.

1 THOU, gracious Lord, art my defence:
On thee my hopes rely;

Thou art my glory, and shalt yet
Lift up my head on high.

2 Guarded by him, I laid me down,
My sweet repose to take;
For I through him securely sleep,
Through him in safety wake.

3 Salvation to the Lord belongs;
He only can defend;

His blessing he extends to all
That on his power depend.

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HYMN. S. M.

Prayer for spiritual light.

1 WE lift our hearts to Thee,

Thou Day-Star from on high;
The sun itself is but thy shade,
Yet cheers both earth and sky
2 O, let thy rising beams

Dispel the shades of night;
And let the glories of thy love
Come like the morning light.

3 How beauteous nature now!

How dark and sad before!
With joy we view the pleasing change
And nature's God adore.

4 May we this life improve

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To mourn for errors past;

And live this short revolving day
As if it were our last.

HYMN. S. M.

Morning Meditation.

1 AWAKE, my drowsy soul,
These airy visions chase;
Awake, my active pow'rs renew'd,
To run the heav'nly race.

2 See how the rising sun

Pursues his shining way;

And wide proclaims his Maker's praise,
With ev'ry bright'ning ray!

3 Thus would my rising soul
Her heav'nly Parent sing;
And to her great Original
Her humble tribute bring.

4 Serene, I laid me down

Beneath his guardian care;
I slept, and I awoke, and found
My kind preserver near.

5 Dear Saviour, to thy cross,

I bring my sacrifice;

Ting'd with thy blood, it shall ascend
With fragrance to the skies.

God's goodness renewed every Morning and Evening.

1 GREAT GOD! my early vows to thee With gratitude I'll bring;

And at the rosy dawn of day

Thy lofty praises sing.

2 Thou, round the heav'nly arch dost draw
A dark and sable veil,

And all the beauties of the world,
From mortal eyes conceal.

3 Again the sky with golden beams
Thy skilful hands adorn,

And paint, with cheerful splendour gay,
The fair ascending morn.

4 And as the gloomy night returns,
Or smiling day renews,

Thy constant goodness still my soul
With benefits pursues.

5 For this will I my vows to thee
With ev'ning incense bring;
And at the rosy dawn of day
Thy lofty praises sing.

1 ONCE more my eyes behold the day,
And to my God, my soul would pay
Its tributary lays:

O may the life preserv'd by thee
With all its powers and blessings be
Devoted to thy praise.