1 Dread Sov'reign! let my evening song
Like holy incense rise!
Assist the offerings of my tongue
To reach the lofty skies.
2 Through all the dangers of the day,
Thy hand was still my guard,
And still to drive my wants away
Thy mercy stood prepar'd.
3 Perpetual blessings from above
Encompass me around,
But oh! how few returns of love
Hath my Creator found.
4 What have I done for him that died
To save my wretched soul!
How are my follies multiplied,
Fast as my minutes roll!
5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine
To thy dear cross I flee,
And to thy grace my soul resign
To be renew'd by thee.
6 Sprinkled afresh with pardoning blood,
I lay me down to rest,
As in the embraces of my God,
Or on my Saviour's breast.
Source: Hymns, Selected and Original: for public and private worship (1st ed.) #640