Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies. Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee ! In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. Amen. 2 ALL hail the great Emmanuel's Name! Bring forth the royal diadem, Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, Ye saints, redeem'd of Adam's race O that with yonder sacred throng LMIGHTY Father! robed with light, O teach our hearts to feel aright; And tongues to say, "Thy will be done!" In all Thy just and righteous ways And say, O Lord, "Thy will be done!" And when oppress'd with grief we lie, 4 ALL praise to Thee, my God, this night, Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Sor, Teach me to live, that I may dread O let my soul on Thee repose! And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close! Sleep, that shall me more vigorous make To serve my God when I awake. 5 ANGELS, from the realms of glory Ye who sang creation's story, Worship Christ, the new-born King! Worship Christ, the new-born King! Saints, before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear! Suddenly the Lord, descending, In his temple shall appear: Come, and worship; Worship Christ, the new-born King! Sinners, wrung with true repentance, Doom'd for guilt to endless pains; Justice now revokes the sentence, Mercy calls you-break your chains! Come, and worship; Worship Christ. the new-born King! ANOTHER year-another year Hath sped its flight on silent wing; Lord, for Thy grace and patient love, We laud and bless Thy holy Name. We bless Thee for each happy soul, Still bear with us, and bless us still, O let us keep thy narrow way. So, when the rolling stream of time AS pants the hart for cooling streams, So longs my soul, O God, for Thee, For Thee, my God, the living God, Why restless, why cast down, my soul? 8 AS through this wilderness I stray, No foes, no evil, need I fear, If Thou, my Lord, my God, art near. When rising floods my soul o'erflow. When sinks my strength in waves of woe, Saviour, Thy timely aid impart, And raise my head, and cheer my heart. Teach me, where'er Thy steps I see, If rough and thorny be the way, |