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MORNING HYMN.
Through the dark hours of the night
I 'slept' in peace, 'sustain'd' by Thee;
And, Lord, amid the hours of light,
From sin and evil keep me free.

Shall I receive Thy mercies still,
And e'er forget the debt I owe?
Lord, show concerning me Thy will,
And give me grace Thy will to do.


COMFORT IN RELIGIOUS HOPE.
How sweet the peace the spirit feels
When things of time decay;
And grace each disappointment heals,
While darkness ushers day!

And, oh, how sweet beyond compare
The blest assurance given,—
The heart that has its treasure there,
Shall find its rest in heaven.

Rise, rise my soul! all joyful rise
In contemplation sweet
Of that abode beyond the skies
Where parted friends shall meet.