The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns ‎#CCXCI

CCXCI. An Evening Song

1 [Thou Sov'reign, let my Ev'ning Song
Like holy Incense rise;
Assist the Off'rings of my Tongue
To reach the lofty Skies.

2 Thro' 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 O how few Returns of Love
Hath my Creator found!

4 What have I done for him that dy'd
To save my wretched Soul?
How are my Follies multiply'd,
Fast as the 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 pard'ning Blood,
I lay me down to rest,
As in th' Embraces of my God,
Or on my Saviour's Breast.

Text Information

• First Line: Thou Sov'reign, let my Ev'ning Song
• Title: An Evening Song
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1791
• Topic: Evening hymns
• Notes: Public Domain.

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