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As Now the Sun's Declining Rays

Charles Coffin; tr. John Chandler, 1837·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

As now the sun’s declining rays
Towards the eve descend,
E’en so our years are sinking down
To their appointed end.

Verse 2

Lord, on the cross Thine arms were stretched
To draw us to the sky;
O grant us then that cross to love,
And in those arms to die.

Verse 3

To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Holy Ghost,
All glory be from saints on earth,
And from the angel host.

Presbyterian 1895 No. 13 · C.M. · Holy Trinity

Not yet anchored to a scripture passage

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All Praise to Thee, My God, This Night

Thomas Ken·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

All praise to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath Thy own almighty wings.

Verse 2

Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done;
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.

Verse 3

Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed;
To die, that this vile body may
Rise glorious at the awful day.

Verse 4

O may my soul on Thee repose,
And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close;
Sleep that may me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.

Verse 5

When in the night I sleepless lie,
My soul with heavenly thoughts supply;
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
No powers of darkness me molest.

Verse 6

O when shall I, in endless day,
For ever chase dark sleep away,
And hymns with the supernal choir
Incessant sing, and never tire!

Thomas Ken, “All Praise to Thee, My God, This Night”

Presbyterian 1895 No. 17 · L.M. · Tallis's Evening Hymn

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All Praise to Him Who Dwells in Bliss

Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

All praise to Him who dwells in bliss,
Who made both day and night;
Whose throne is darkness, in th’ abyss
Of uncreated light.

Verse 2

Each thought and deed His piercing eyes
With strictest search survey;
The deepest shades no more disguise
Than the full blaze of day.

Verse 3

Whom Thou dost guard, O King of kings,
No evil shall molest:
Under the shadow of Thy wings
Shall they securely rest.

Verse 4

Thy angels shall around their beds
Their constant stations keep:
Thy faith and truth shall shield their heads,
For Thou dost never sleep.

Verse 5

May we, with calm and sweet repose,
Our heavenly thoughts refreshed,
Our eyelids with the morn’s unclose,
And bless the Ever-bless’d.

Charles Wesley, “All Praise to Him Who Dwells in Bliss”

Presbyterian 1895 No. 25 · C.M. · St. Saviour

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Now From the Altar of My Heart

John Mason·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

Now from the altar of my heart
Let incense-flames arise:
Assist me, Lord, to offer up
Mine evening sacrifice.

Verse 2

Awake, my love! awake, my joy!
Awake, my heart and tongue!
Sleep not: when mercies loudly call,
Break forth into a song.

Verse 3

This day God was my Sun and Shield,
My Keeper and my Guide;
His care was on my frailty shown,
His mercies multiplied.

Verse 4

Minutes and mercies multiplied
Have made up all this day:
Minutes came quick, but mercies were
More fleet and free than they.

Verse 5

New time, new favor, and new joys
Do a new song require:
Till I shall praise thee as I would,
Accept my heart’s desire.

Verse 6

Lord of my time, whose hand hath set
New time upon my score,
Then shall I praise for all my time,
When time shall be no more.

John Mason, “Now From the Altar of My Heart”

Presbyterian 1895 No. 27 · C.M. · St. Hugh

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My God, How Endless Is Thy Love!

Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

My God, how endless is Thy love!
Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies from above
Gently distil like early dew.

Verse 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.

Verse 3

I yield my powers to Thy command,
To Thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings from Thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.

Presbyterian 1895 No. 33 · L.M. · Canonbury

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Saviour, When Night Involves the Skies

Thomas Gisborne·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

Saviour, when night involves the skies,
My soul, adoring, turns to Thee;
Thee, self-abased in mortal guise,
And wrapt in shades of death for me.

Verse 2

On Thee my waking raptures dwell,
When crimson gleams the east adorn,
Thee, Victor of the grave and hell,
Thee, Source of life’s eternal morn.

Verse 3

When noon her throne in light arrays,
To Thee my soul triumphant springs;
Thee, throned in glory’s endless blaze,
Thee, Lord of lords and King of kings.

Verse 4

O’er earth when shades of evening steal,
To death and Thee my thoughts I give;
To death, whose power I soon shall feel,
To Thee, with whom I trust to live.

Thomas Gisborne, “Saviour, When Night Involves the Skies”

Presbyterian 1895 No. 34 · L.M. · Sweden

TK
Awake, My Soul, and with the Sun

Thomas Ken·Post-Reformation

Verse 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.

Verse 2

Awake, lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long unwearied sing
High praises to th’ eternal King.

Verse 3

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

Verse 4

Lord, I my vows to thee renew;
Scatter my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with thyself my spirit fill.

Thomas Ken, “Awake, My Soul, and with the Sun”

Otterbein 1890 No. 52 · L.M · Lowry

Not yet anchored to a scripture passage

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See How the Morning Sun

Thomas Scott·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

See how the morning sun
Pursues his shining way;
And wide proclaims his Maker’s praise,
With ev’ry bright’ning ray.

Verse 2

Thus would my rising soul
Its heavenly Parent sing,
And to its great Original
The humble tribute bring.

Verse 3

Serene I laid me down,
Beneath his guardian care;
I slept, and I awoke, and found
My kind Preserver near.

Verse 4

My life I would anew
Devote, O Lord, to thee;
And in thy service I would spend
A long eternity.

Thomas Scott, “See How the Morning Sun”

Otterbein 1890 No. 53 · S.M · Vigil

Not yet anchored to a scripture passage

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Fading, Still Fading, the Last Beam Is Shining

Selina Huntingdon·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

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, keep us from crime.

Refrain

Father, have mercy,
Father, have mercy,
Father, have mercy, thro’ Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

Verse 2

Father in heaven, O hear when we call;
Hear, for Christ’s sake, who is Savior 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 thine arms when morning returns.

Selina Huntingdon, “Fading, Still Fading, the Last Beam Is Shining”

Otterbein 1890 No. 60 · P.M., with Refrain · Fading, Still Fading

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