My soul, that springs beyond thy sphere,
No more demands thine aid.

Ye stars are but the shining dust
Of my divine abode,

The pavement of those heavenly courts
Where I shall reign with God.

The Father of eternal light

Shall there His beams display,

Nor shall one moment's darkness mix
With that unvaried day.

No more the drops of piercing grief

Shall swell into mine eyes;

Nor the meridian sun decline
Amid those brighter skies.

There all the millions of His saints,
Shall in one song unite,

And each the bliss of all shall view

With infinite delight.

PHILIP DODDRIDGE.

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EVENING HYMN.

Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear,
It is not night if Thou be near;
Oh! may no earth-born cloud arise
To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes!

When round Thy wondrous works below
My searching rapturous glance I throw,
Tracing out wisdom, power, and love,
In earth or sky, in stream or grove;

Or, by the light Thy words disclose,
Watch time's full river as it flows,
Scanning Thy gracious Providence,
Where not too deep for mortal sense;

When with dear friends sweet talk I hold,
And all the flowers of life unfold;
Let not my heart within me burn,
Except in all I Thee discern!

When the soft dews of kindly sleep
My wearied eyelids gently steep,
Be my last thought, how sweet to rest
For ever on my Saviour's breast!

Abide with me from morn till eve,
For without Thee I cannot live!
Abide with me when night is nigh,
For without Thee I dare not die!

Thou Framer of the light and dark,
Steer through the Tempest Thine own ark!
Amid the howling wintry sea

We are in port if we have Thee.

If some poor wandering child of Thine
Have spurn'd, to-day, the voice divine;
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin;
Let him no more lie down in sin!

Watch by the sick, enrich the poor
With blessings from Thy boundless store!
Be every mourner's sleep to-night
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light!

Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take : Till, in the ocean of Thy love,

We lose ourselves in Heaven above!

KEBLE.

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All hail the power of Jesus' name

And is there care in Heaven? and is there love? 5

Around the throne of God in Heaven

Awake sweet harp of Judah, wake..

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Be not afraid to pray to pray is right......
Brightest and best of the sons of the morning.

Birds have their quiet nest

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Blest Saviour, when the fearful storms

Brother, thou art gone before us

Christian seek not yet repose

Come, let us join our cheerful songs
Come, my soul, thy suit prepare
Come Thou long expected Jesus

Come, ye sinners poor and wretched

Deathless principle, arise

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Far from these narrow scenes of night
Far from the world, O Lord, I flee

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Father, I know that all my life

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Ditto.

For ever with the Lord! Part I.

For what shall I praise Thee, my God and my

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Give to the winds thy fears
Glorious things of thee are spoken..
Glory to Thee, my God, this night
God moves in a mysterious way
God of my life, to Thee I call

Go when the morning shineth

Gracious Lord, our children see
Great God, and wilt Thou condescend

Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah

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