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“ine

 

AN EVENING SONG.

1 AND now another day is gone,
Tl sing my Maker’s praise 5
My comforts every hour make known
His providence and grace.
2 But how my childhood runs to waste !
My sins, how great their sum!
Lord, give me pardon for the past,
And strength for days to come.
3 I lay my body down to sleep,
Let angels guard my head,
And through the hours of darkness keep
Their watch around my bed.
4 With cheerful heart I close mine eyes,
Since thou wilt not remove ;
And in the morning let me rise
Rejoicing in thy love.