97. L. M. Anonymous.

Close of Worship. Evening.

1While now upon this Sabbath eve,

Thy house, Almighty God, we leave

'Tis sweet, as sinks the setting sun,

To think on all our duties done.

2Oh! evermore may all our bliss

Be peaceful, pure, divine, like this;

And may each Sabbath, as it flies,

Fit us for joy beyond the skies.

98. 8 & 7s. M. Toplady's Coll.

Dismission.

1Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing,

Hope and comfort from above;

Let us each, thy peace possessing,

Triumph in redeeming love.

2Thanks we give, and adoration,

For thy Gospel's joyful sound;

May the fruits of thy salvation

In our hearts and lives abound.