951. S. M. Anonymous.

Evening Hymn.

1The day is past and gone;

The evening shades appear;

O, may we all remember well

The night of death draws near!

2We lay our garments by,

Upon our beds to rest;

So death shall soon disrobe us all

Of what is here possessed.

3Lord, keep us safe this night,

Secure from all our fears;

May angels guard us, while we sleep,

Till morning light appears!

An Evening Offering.

1Through the day thy love hath spared us,

Now we lay us down to rest;

Through the silent watches guard us,

Let no foe our peace molest;

Father, thou our guardian be,

Sweet it is to trust in thee.

2Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers,

Dwelling in the midst of foes,--

Us and ours preserve from dangers,

In thine arms let us repose,

And, when life's short day is past,

Rest with thee in heaven at last.