183 At Dismission.

ONCE more, before we part,

Oh, bless the Saviour's name! Let every tongue and every heart Adore and praise the same.

2 Lord, in thy grace we came,
That blessing still impart;
We met in Jesus' sacred name,
In Jesus' name we part.

3 Still on thy holy word

Help us to feed, and grow, Still to go on to know the Lord, And practice what we know.

4 Now, Lord, before we part,

Help us to bless thy name: Let every tongue and every heart Adore and praise the same.

Joseph Hart.

EVENING. S. M.

A. CHAPIN.

HAYDN. S. M.

Arr. fr. HAYDN.

LORD, at this closing hour,

Establish every heart

Upon thy word of truth and power, To keep us when we part.

2 Peace to our brethren give;

Fill all our hearts with love; In faith and patience may we live, And seek our rest above.

3 Through changes, bright or drear,
We would thy will pursue;
And toil to spread thy kingdom here,
Till we its glory view.

4 To God, the only wise,

In every age adored,

Let glory from the church arise
Through Jesus Christ our Lord!

E. T. Fitch.

IGNATIUS. S. M.

H. J. GAUNTLETT.

ANATOLIUS.

7s, 6s, 8s.

A. H. BROWN.

The hours of dark may be ;

fice.

190 "Into thy hands!
THE sun is sinking fast,
The daylight dies;
Let love awake, and pay

Her evening sacrifice.

2 As Christ upon the cross
His head inclined,

And to his Father's hands
His parting soul resigned;-

3 So now herself my soul
Would wholly give

Into his sacred charge,

In whom all spirits live.

4 Thus would I live; yet now Not I, but he

In all his power and love
Henceforth alive in me.

5 One sacred Trinity!
One Lord divine!
May I be ever his,

And he for ever mine.

Edward Caswall, tr.

Arr. fr. VON WEBER.

SEYMOUR. 7s.

191

Evening.

SOFTLY now the light of day
Fades upon my sight away;
Free from care, from labor free,
Lord, I would commune with thee.
2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye
Naught escapes without, within,
Pardon each infirmity,
Open fault, and secret sin.

3 Soon, for me, the light of day
Shall for ever pass away;
Then, from sin and sorrow free,
Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee.

4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known All of man's infirmity;

Then from thine eternal throne,
Jesus, look with pitying eye.

BEMINSTER. 7s.

G. W. Doane.

192 "Foretastes."

FOR the mercies of the day,
For this rest upon our way,
Thanks to thee alone be given,
Lord of earth and King of heaven!
2 Cold our services have been,
Mingled every prayer with sin:
But thou canst and wilt forgive;
By thy grace alone we live.

3 While this thorny path we tread,
May thy love our footsteps lead;
When our journey here is past,
May we rest with thee at last.
4 Let these earthly Sabbaths prove
Fortastes of our joys above;
While their steps thy children bend
To the rest which knows no end.
O. P., 1820.
BRISTOL COLLECTION.

high!