4 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless: 5 Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes: 19 SEYMOUR. Four 7's. HENRY F. LYTE, 1847. CARL M. VON WEBER, 1786-1826. 88 I Softly now the light of day Fades up on my sight a way: GEORGE W. DOANE, 1824. night if Thou be near; O may no earthborn cloud a 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine 5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor 6 Come near and bless us when we wake, JOHN KEBLE, 1820. eve - ning hours Fall from the dark-ening sky; Up on the frag-rance of the flowers The dews of fragrance of 0. o 2 The sorrows of Thy servants, Lord, O do not Thou despise, But let the incense of our prayers Before Thy mercy rise. The brightness of the coming night 3 Slowly the rays of daylight fade: The hopes in earthly love and joy, d ARTHUR H. BROWN, 1862. ver: All thanks, O Lord, to Thee! I pray Thee that offense - less The hours of dark may be. 3 The toils of day are over: I raise the hymn to Thee, And ask that free from peril The hours of fear may be. O Jesus, keep me in Thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. 4 Lord, that in death I sleep not, And lest my foe should say, "I have prevailed against him," Lighten mine eyes, I pray: O Jesus, keep me in Thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. 5 Be Thou my soul's preserver, O God, for Thou dost know How many are the perils Through which I have to go. Lover of men, O hear my call, And guard and save me from them Amen. all! |