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4. Redeemer ! send Thy piercing rays,
That we may bear to be
Roman Breviary, tr. J. H. Newman,
The Light of the Lord. 1. Now, when the dusky shades of night, retreating
Before the sun's red banner, swiftly flee;
O Lord, we lift our thankful hearts to Thee,2. To Thee, whose word, the fount of life unsealing,
When hill and dale in thickest darkness lay,
And bade the eve and morn complete the day. 3. Look from the height of heaven, and send to cheer us
Thy light and truth to guide us onward still ;
And lead us safely to Thy holy hill.
And shades of evil from its splendours flee, Safe may we rise, the earth's dark breast forsaking,
Through all the long bright day to dwell with Thee.
We lift our hearts to God on high ;
Would keep us free from harm to-day.
And shield from anger's din our life,
3. O may our inmost hearts be pure,
From thoughts of folly kept secure ;
Through sparing use of daily food.
And shades of night return once more,
St. Ambrose, tr. J. M. Neale.
726. God's Blessing on the Day. 1. NOW
OW that the sun is beaming bright,
Implore we, bending low,
May guide us as we go.
Nor thoughts that idly rove,
And in our hearts be love.
Our daily toil may tend ;
The Light of God's Face. 188.8.131.52.6.6.4. 1. FATHER of world and soul,
Changeless while ages roll,
Unveil Thy face!
2. Word, whose creative thrill
Life, light, and bloom !
Our souls illume !
All hearts Thy rest!
Still be our guest.
Our eyes shall see,
Charles T. Brooks.
Still with Thee.
1. STILL, still with Thee, when purple morning
breakethWhen the bird waketh, and the shadows flee; Fairer than morning, lovelier than the daylight,
Dawns the sweet consciousness, I am with Thee 2. Alone with Thee, amid the mystic shadows,
The solemn hush of nature newly born ;
In the calm dew and freshness of the morn.
3. Still, still with Thee, as to each new-born morning
A fresh and solemn splendour still is given,
heaven. 4. When sinks the soul, subdued by toil, to slumber,
Its closing eye looks up to Thee in prayer; Sweet the repose, beneath Thy wings o'ershadowing,
But sweeter still to wake and find Thee there. 5. So shall it be at last, in that bright morning,
When the soul waketh, and life's shadows flee; O! in that hour, fairer than daylight's dawning, Shall rise the glorious thought, I am with Thee !
Harriet Beecher Stowe.
Another Blue Day. 184.108.40.206. 1. So here hath been dawning
Another blue day :
Slip useless away?
This new day is born ;
At night will return.
No eye ever did;
From all eyes is hid.
Another blue day :
Evening Hymns. 730.
Down around the weary world
Is the working of Thy will !
Work in me as silently,
3. From the darkened sky come forth
Countless stars. A wondrous birth !
4. Living worlds to view be brought
In the boundless realms of thought ;
5. Holy Truth, Eternal Right,
Let them break upon my sight;
And with light my being fill.
Dwellest here within me too,
7. Let my soul attuned be
To the heavenly harmony,
W. H. Furness.