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Having passed over the day, I render my hearty thanks to You, my God, for Your good providence. The evening now draws on; You alone make it comfortable.

But, as each day has its evening, so likewise has human life. Life’s evening is old age; ‘make my old age also comfortable.

O cast me not away in the time of age; neither forsake me when my strength fails me. Even to hoary hairs do You carry me. You have made and have sustained me until now, continue to support and to deliver me.

Abide with me, my Jesus, for the time is far spent; yes, the shadows of the evening are stretched out, and the day is declining upon me.

Let Your strength, now especially, be made perfect in my weakness: For, as the day, so life is near its end; a life in which I scarcely live.

The night passes on at its pace; so does that death of which night is the image; a night, after which, in this world, I must expect no morning.

In constant remembrance, and due sense whereof, I earnestly entreat You, blessed Lord, to order such an end of this life for me, as may.

May I be truly Christian; acceptable to You, perfectly void of sin, and shame, and, so far as You see fit, free from extreme pain. So gathering me to the remainder of Your elect, in peace and innocence, at Your own time, and after Your own way; only let it be free from guilt and from reproach.

Let me always be mindful, that the days of darkness are many: And let this thought excite me to finish my work with diligence, before that night overtakes me, in which no man can work.

Judgment moves also towards me; grant me, good Lord, a favorable issue at that most awful and important tribunal.

I will lift up my hands by night in the sanctuary, and will praise the Lord.

The Lord has commanded his loving-kindness in the daytime, and in the night season also my song shall be of him, and my prayer to the Lord of my life.

As long as I live will I magnify You in this manner, and lift up my hands in Your name.

O let my prayer be set forth in Your sight as the incense, and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.

Blessed are You, O Lord my God, and the God of my fathers, who has ordained the successions of light and darkness; who makes Your saints to rejoice upon their beds; who has delivered me from the perils of this day, and not cut off my life like a weaver’s web, nor wasted me with pining sickness from morning until night.For Night

Wearied with the labors and cares of the past day, I come to You, my God, for quiet and repose, and new supplies of strength to drooping nature.

Lighten my eyes in the morning light, that I do not sleep in death. Defend me from the terrors of the night, and from the pestilence that walks in darkness.

O You keeper of Israel, that neither slumbers nor sleeps, preserve me this night from all manner of evil; yes, even preserve my soul.

Visit me also with the favor which You bear to Your chosen; and teach me Your will in the visions of the night.

Or if I be not (as I confess I am not) worthy of so distinguishing a favor, yet O most Holy God be kind and merciful, let this season of rest be an entire cessation to me, as well from sin as from labor and sorrow; and suffer not any thought to surprise my unguarded mind, which is capable either of displeasing You, or of defiling me.

Let not the follies of sensual pleasure abuse me, but rather chasten me in the night season; that my sleep may be perfectly composed and pure, quiet from every worldly and wicked imagination.  Lord, drive away all suggestions of the devil or the flesh.

You behold the wakefulness of my enemies, which attack me unseen, and my weakness to resist them is not hid from You; who knows from where my nature is made, and remember that I am but feeble dust and ashes.

Take me then under the covering of Your wings, and let Your loving-kindness and Your truth always preserve me.

After such refreshment as You see proper for me, raise You me up again to make my prayer in a time when You may be found; that so I may begin my every new day with You, by setting forth most thankfully Your praises, and dedicating myself entirely to Your service.

Book: Christian’s Daily Companion
SELECTED FROM THE PRAYERS OF BISHOPS WILSON AND ANDREWS TO WHICH IS ADDED A COMPILATION FROM PALMER’S AND COTTERILL’S FORMULARIES.
PUBLISHED BY ELIJAH WEEMS, FOR GABRIEL NOURSE
Edited by: Karrol Sneed 2014