HYMN BEFORE EVENING SERVICE.
Soon will the evening star with silver ray
Shed its mild lustre on this sacred day;
Resume we then, ere sleep and silence reign,
The rites that holiness and Heav'n ordain.
Still let each awful truth our thoughts engage,
That shines reveal'd on Inspiration's page:
Nor those blest hours in vain amusements waste
Which all, who lavish, shall lament at last.
Here humbly let us hope our Maker's smile
Will crown with meet success our weekly toil;
And here, on each returning Sabbath join
In prayer, in penitence, and praise divine.
CHORUS.
Father of Heaven, in whom our hopes confide,
Whose pow'r defends us, and whose precepts guide;
In life our guardian, and in death our friend,
Glory supreme be thine till time shall end!
This and the foregoing Hymn are adapted to an elegant movement
of Pleyel, in his Opera twenty-third. They have been also
set to music by Dr. Burney and Mr. M. Camidge.