Dread Sovereign, Let My Evening Song

Verse 1

[Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Like holy incense rise;
Assist the offerings of my tongue
To reach the lofty skies.

Verse 2

Thro’ all the dangers of the day,
Thy hand was still my guard,
And still to drive my wants away
Thy mercy stood prepar’d.]

Verse 3

Perpetual blessings from above
Encompass me around,
But O how few returns of love
Hath my Creator found!

Verse 4

What have I done for him that dy’d
To save my wretched soul?
How are my follies multiply’d,
Fast as my minutes roll;

Verse 5

Lord, with this guilty heart of mine
To thy dear cross I flee,
And to thy grace my soul resign
To be renew’d by thee.

Verse 6

Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood
I lay me down to rest,
As in th’ embraces of my God,
Or on my Saviour’s breast.