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Another Sabbath is begun :
Improve the day which God hath blest. 2 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise,
As grateful incense, to the skies,
3 This heavenly calm within the breast
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest,
4 In holy duties let the day
In holy pleasures - pass away:
i How sweet to hail the early dawn
That opens on the sight,
Beams its new rays of light!
2 Blest day! thine hours too soon will cease :
Yet, while they gently roll, Breathe, Heavenly Spirit, source of peace,
A Sabbath o'er my soul!
3 Soon will my pilgrimage be done,
The world's long week be o'er,
That day which fades no more.
The Lord's Day.
Thou fairest morn of all the seven !
2 Come, let us join the goodly throng,
to God our early vow, Repeat his praise in cheerful song, And at his footstool humbly bow.
3 He hath revealed a blest abode,
In gospel lines divinely fair ;
That we may not be strangers there.
That, when we've passed these days of care,
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"Remember that thou keep holy the Sabbath day."
Demands the soul's collected powers :
O may our souls adoring own
2 All-seeing God! thy piercing eye
Can every secret thought explore : May worldly cares our bosoms fly, And where thou art, intrude no more : O may thy grace our spirits move,
And fix our minds on things above. 3 Thy Spirit's powerful aid impart,
And bid thy words, with life divine,
Hail to the Sabbath day!
The day divinely given; When men to God their homage pay,
And earth draws near to heaven.
Lord, in this sacred hour,
Within thy courts we bend, And bless thy love, and own thy power,
Our Father and our Friend!
But thou art not alone
In courts by mortals trod, Nor only is the day thine own,
When crowds adore their God.
4 Thy temple is the arch
Of yon unmeasured sky, Thy Sabbath the stupendous march
Of grand eternity.
5 Lord! may a holier day
Dawn on thy servants' sight; And grant us in thy courts to pray,
Of pure, unclouded light.
MORNING AND EVENING WORSHIP.
1 Once more, my soul, the rising day
Salutes thy waking eyes !
To Him who rules the skies.
2 Day unto day his name repeats ;
The night renews the sound,
And rolls the seasons round.
3 And we will magnify his name,
Our tongue shall speak his praise,
Through all our passing days.
4 My God! may every hour be thine,
Till all our days are past;
And set in smiles at last.