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An evening hymn

To the dear Guardian of my hours,An evening song shall rise;Assist me, ye celestial powers,And bless this sacrifice. Thy mercies, Lord, are ever new,Thy goodness, O how great!Who can refund the honours due,Or equal thanks repeat?

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A Morning Hymn

Great God of nature, heavenly KingBeneath whose awful sway,The cheerful sun, with rapid wing,Directs the flying day. My waking soul, with upward eyeSalutes the dawning light;Blesses the ruler of the sky,And glories in his might.

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