THE HARP OF PITCAIRN. 347 
Jesus, friend of dying sinners, 
Ere we close our eyes m sleep, 
Let the hope that dwells within us 
Prove thou dost thy people keep ; 
Gracious Shepherd ! 
From the wolf defend thy sheep. 
3. 
Holy Ghost, be ever near us, 
Make our hearts thy blest abode ; 
Strengthen, purify, and cheer us. 
Raise our waking thoughts to God ; 
With sweet visions 
Gild the hours on sleep bestow'd. 
4-. 
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, 
Us into thy keeping take ; 
Not for our deserts or merit, 
Solely for thy mercy's sake, 
Oh, protect us, 
When we sleep and when we wake. 
HYMN. 
1. 
'I WILL not encumber my verse 
With metaphor, figure, or trope ; 
Nor will I the praises rehearse 
Of aught in creation's wide scope ; v 
My Bible shall furnish the theme, 
My subject will angels applaud, 
My soul shall rejoice in his name, 
My Brother, iny Saviour, my God. 
