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ta tion: Thy blessing:

To Thee bring sac rifice of praise With shouts of
Upon Thine al - tar, Lord, we lay Thy first-fruits of
But labor ends with sun-set ray, And rest is for
Where golden flelds spread fair and broad, Where flows the crystal

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Bright robes of gold the fields a dorn, The hills with joy are
Thee the souls of men are fed
May we, the
angel-reap-ing o'er,
The strains of all its holy throng

With gifts of grace su
Stand at the last ac
With ours to - day are

Time doth soft- ly, sweet-ly glide, When there's love at home.
Making life a bliss com-plete, When there's love at home.
O there's One who smiles on high When there's love at home.
Thro' Thy ten- der mercy blessed, With Thy love at home.

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A-men.

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6 Until at last, when earth's day's work is ended
All meet Thee in the blessed home above,
From whence Thou camest, where Thou hast ascended,
Thy everlasting home of peace and love!