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When blooming youth is snatch'd away
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 287 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 When blooming youth is snatch'd away
By death's resistless hand,
Our hearts the mournful tribute pay,
Which pity must demand.
2 While pity prompts the rising sigh,
O may this truth, imprest
With awful pow'r,--I too must die,
Sink deep in ev'ry breast.
3 Let this vain world delude no more;
Behold the gaping tomb!
It bids us seize the present hour;
To-morrow death may come.
4 The voice of this alarming scene,
May ev'ry heart obey;
Nor be the heav'nly warming vain,
Which calls to watch and pray.
When blooming youth is snatch'd away
All praise to thee, my God! this night
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1,049 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Evening Lyrics: 1 All praise to thee, my God! this night,
For all the blessings of the light.
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings!
Beneath thy own almighty wings.
2 Forgive me, Lord, through thy dear Son,
The ill that I have ever done;
That with the world, myself, and thee,
I, e'er I sleep, at peace may be.
3 Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed;
To die, that this frail body may
Rise glorious at the awful day.
All praise to thee, my God! this night
Awake, my soul! and with the sun
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 891 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 Awake, my soul! and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and early rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
2 By influ'nce of the light divine,
Let thy own light to others shine;
Reflect all heav'ns propitious rays,
I ardent love and cheerful praise.
3 Lord! I my vows to thee renew:
Disperse my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with thyself my spirit fill.
4 Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design to do or say;
That ll my pow'rs, with all their might,
In thy sole glory may unite.
5 All praise to thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refresh'd me, while I slept!
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless light partake.
Awake, my soul! and with the sun
My God, how endless is thy love!
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #398 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 My God, how endless is thy love!
Thy gifts are ev'ry ev'ning new;
And morning mercies from above
Gently descend like earthly dew.
2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sov'reign word restores the light,
and quickens all my drowsy pow'rs.
3 I yield myself to thy command;
To thee devote my nights and days:
Perpetual blessings from thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise. Languages: English
My God, how endless is thy love!
In sleep's serene oblivion laid
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #401 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 In sleep's serene oblivion laid,
I safely pass'd the silent night:
Again I see the breaking shade,
I drink again the morning light.
2 New-born, I bless the waking hour;
Once more, with awe, rejoice to be:
My conscious soul resumes her pow'r,
And springs, my guardian God! to thee.
3 O guide me through the various maze,
My doubtful feet are doom'd to tread;
And spread thy shield's protecting blaze,
Where dangers press around my head.
4 A deeper shade shall soon impend;
A deeper sleep my eyes oppress:
Yet then thy strength shall still defend,
Thy goodness still delight to bless.
5 That deeper shade shall break away;
That deeper sleep shall leave my eyes:
Thy light shall give eternal day;
Thy love, the raptures of the skies. Languages: English
In sleep's serene oblivion laid
To thee, let my first off'rings rise
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #403 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 To thee let my first off'rings rise,
Whose sun creates my day;
Swift as his gladd'ning influ'nce flies,
And spotless as his ray.
2 This day thy fav'ring hand be nigh,
So oft vouchsaf'd before!
Still may it lead, protect, supply,
And I that hand adore.
3 If bliss thy Providence impart,
For which, resign'd, I pray:
Give me to feel the grateful heart,
That, without guilt, is gay.
4 Affliction should'st thou please to send,
As sin's or folly's cure:
Patient, to gain that blessed end,
May I the means endure.
5 Be this and ev'ry future day
Still wiser than the past;
That, from the whole of life's survey,
I may find peace at last.
Languages: English
To thee, let my first off'rings rise
