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CHILDREN'S EVENING PRAYER.
Gracious Saviour! meekly crave your
Little Lambs their fold to-night;
Do Thou hear us, and be near us;
Thro' the darkness lead to light:
Fence our weakness with Thy might!
Little Lambs their fold to-night;
Do Thou hear us, and be near us;
Thro' the darkness lead to light:
Fence our weakness with Thy might!
Night is nearing! timid, fearing
Life is shrinking in its nest;
To Thy keeping take us sleeping,
Gentle Shepherd, in Thy breast,
Where we nestle and are blest!
Life is shrinking in its nest;
To Thy keeping take us sleeping,
Gentle Shepherd, in Thy breast,
Where we nestle and are blest!
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Thro' the nightfall may Thy Light fall
On us, safely hid apart,
When no change or passing danger
Clouds us, with Thy smile at heart.
Where the lambs are there Thou art!
On us, safely hid apart,
When no change or passing danger
Clouds us, with Thy smile at heart.
Where the lambs are there Thou art!
White mists wreathing their soft breathing,
Where the water-courses run,
From their hiding-place are gliding,
Hanging dew-drops one by one,
To be lighted by the sun!
Where the water-courses run,
From their hiding-place are gliding,
Hanging dew-drops one by one,
To be lighted by the sun!
We too kneeling for Thy healing,
Pray Thy dews may fall apace
In rich showers, that Thy Flowers
May uplift their morning face,
Glistening with Thy freshest grace.
Pray Thy dews may fall apace
In rich showers, that Thy Flowers
May uplift their morning face,
Glistening with Thy freshest grace.
May good Angels with evangels
Glad our slumbers by one gleam
Of their covering white wings, hovering
Down the ladder of our dream—
Soft the hardest pillow will seem!
Glad our slumbers by one gleam
Of their covering white wings, hovering
Down the ladder of our dream—
Soft the hardest pillow will seem!
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O Thou Solace of the weary;
O Thou Rest for all that roam;
Nightless Sunshine for the dreary;
For the Homeless endless home;
To Thy waiting arms we come!
O Thou Rest for all that roam;
Nightless Sunshine for the dreary;
For the Homeless endless home;
To Thy waiting arms we come!
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