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2 Rich day of holy, thoughtful rest,

repose;

We would improve thy calm And, in God's service truly blest,

Forget the world, its joys and woes.

3 Lord, may thy truth upon the heart

Now fall and dwell as heavenly dew, And flowers of grace in freshness start

Where once the weeds of error grew.

4 May prayer now lift her sacred wings,
Contented with that aim alone

Which bears her to the King of kings,
And rests her at his sheltering throne.

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Sunday Morning.

1 SAFELY through another week

God has brought us on our way;
Let us now a blessing seek,
Waiting in his courts to-day.
Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest!

2 Mercies, multiplied each hour,

Through our lives, our praise demand;

Guarded by thy mighty power,

Fed and guided by thy hand.

Yet ungrateful we have been,
Paying back these gifts with sin.

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3 Lord, we pray for pardoning grace,
In our dear Redeemer's name:
Sin remove, and in its place

Give us virtue's purest flame;
Thus, from all our sins set free,
May we rest at last with thee !

S. M.

The Lord's Day.

1 WELCOME, Sweet day of rest,
That saw the Lord arise;
Welcome to this reviving breast,
And these rejoicing eyes.

2 The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day;

Here we may sit and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.

3 My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this,

And sit and sing herself away
To everlasting bliss.

L. M.

The Eternal Sabbath.

WATTS.

DODDRIDGE.

1 LORD of the Sabbath, hear our vows,
On this thy day, in this thy house;
And own, as grateful sacrifice,

The songs which from thy churches rise.

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2 Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love;
But there's a nobler rest above;
To that our longing souls aspire,
With earnest hope and strong desire.

3 No more fatigue, no more distress;
Nor sin nor death shall reach the place;
No groans to mingle with the songs
Which warble from immortal tongues.

4 No rude alarms of raging foes;
No cares to break the long repose ;
No midnight shade, no clouded 'sun,
But sacred, high, eternal noon.

5 O long-expected day, begin!

Dawn on these realms of woe and sin;
Fain would we leave this weary road,
And sleep in death, to rest with God.

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1 WHEN, as returns this solemn day,
Man comes to meet his Maker, God,
What rites, what honors, shall he pay?
How spread his Sovereign's praise abroad?

2 From marble domes, and gilded spires,
Shall curling clouds of incense rise;
And gems, and gold, and garlands, deck
The costly pomp of sacrifice?

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3 Vain, sinful man! Creation's Lord

Thy golden offerings well may spare ;
But give thy heart, and thou shalt find
Here dwells a God who heareth prayer.

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1 SLEEP, sleep to-day, tormenting cares,
Of earth and folly born;

Ye shall not dim the light that streams
From this celestial morn.

2 To-morrow will be time enough
To feel your harsh control;
Ye shall not violate, this day,
The sabbath of the soul.

3 Sleep, sleep forever, guilty thoughts;
Let fires of vengeance die;

And, purged from sin, may I behold
A God of purity!

L. M. SUN. SCHOOL H. B.

Lord's Day.

1 CALLED by the Sabbath bells away,
Unto thy holy temple, Lord,
I'll go, with willing mind, to pray,
To praise thy name, and hear thy word.

20 sacred day of peace and joy,
Thy hours are ever dear to me;
Ne'er may a sinful thought destroy
The holy calm I find in thee

3 Dear are thy peaceful hours to me,

For God has given them, in his love, To tell how calm, how blest, shall be The endless day of heaven above.

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