Imatges de pÓgina
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HYMN 1. L. M. Old Hundred. [*]

Sabl 'th Morning
1 ANOTHER six days' work is done!
Another sabbath is begun!
Return, my soul! enjoy thy rest;
Improve the day that God has bless'd.
2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns
So sweet a rest to wearied minds;
Provides an antepast of heaven,
And gives, this day, the food of seven.
3 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise,
As grateful incense, to the skies;
And draw from heaven that sweet repose,
Which none but he, who feels it, knows.
4 This heavenly calm within the breast,
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest,
Which for the Church of God remains,
The end of cares, the end of pains.
5 In holy duties, let the day,
In holy pleasures pass away;
How sweet a sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end. STENNET.


HYMN 2. L.M. Pleyel's Hymn. [*]

Sabbath Evening.
1 Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord! we love,
But there's a nobler rest above;
To that our lab’ring souls aspire,
With ardent pangs of strong desire.
2 No more fatigue, no more distress,
Nor sin, nor hell, shall reach the place,
No groans to mingle with the songs,
Which warble from immortal tongues.
3 No rude alarms of raging foes;
No cares to break the long repose;
No midnight shade, no clouded sun,
But sacred, high, eternal noon.
4 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. DOODRIDGE.

HYMN 3. C. M. Reading. [b]

Sabbath Morning.
1 Lord, in the morning, thou shalt hear

My voice ascending high;
To thee will I direct my prayer,

To thee lift up mine eye.
2 Up to the hills, where Christ is gone

To plead for all his saints,
Presenting, at his Father's throne,

Our songs and our complaints.
3 Thou art a God, before whose sight

The wicked shall not stand;
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,

Nor dwell at thy right hand.
4 But to thy house, will I resort,

To taste thy mercies there;
I will frequent thy holy court,

And worship in thy fear.
5 O! may thy Spirit guide my feet,

In ways of righteousness,
Make every path of duty straight

And plain before my face. WATTS.

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HYMN 4. C. M. Zion. [b]

Sabbath Evening.
1 Frequent the day of God returns

To shed its quick’ning beams;

And yet how slow devotion burns,

How languid are its flames.
2 Accept our faint attempts to love,

Our frailties, Lord! forgive;
We would be like the saints above,

And praise thee while we live.
3 Increase, O Lord! our faith and hope,

And fit us to ascend,
Where the assembly ne'er breaks up,

The sabbath ne'er shall end. RIPPON'S COL.

HYMN 5. L. M. Sicilian. [*]

Sabbaih Morning 1 My Saviour! my eternal Friend! Accept my morning sacrifice; While prostrate at thy feet I bend, And hail the day, that saw thee rise. 2 When, through the shades of night, I slept, Suspended all my active powers; Thy guardian care soft vigils kept, And saved me in those dangerous hours. 3 My opening eyes, with rapture, see The dawn of thy returning day; And all my thoughts ascend to thee, While thus my early vows I pay. 4 O bid this trifling world retire, And drive each carnal thought away, Nor let me feel one vain desire, One sinful wish through all the day. 5 Then while I to thy courts repair, My soul shall rise on joyful wings, The wonders of thy love declare, And join the strains, which angels sing. CODMAN'S COL.

HYMN 6. C. M. Zion. [b]

Sabbath Evening.
1 When, O dear Jesus! when shall I,

Behold thee all serene?
Blest in perpetual sabbath day,

Without a veil between.
2 Assist me, while I wander here,

Amidst a world of cares;
Incline my heart to pray with love,

And then accept my prayers.
Spare me, my God! O! spare the soul

That gives itself to thee;

Take all that I possess below,

And give thyself to me.
4 Thy Spirit, O my Father! give

To be my guide and friend,
To light my way to ceaseless joys,

Where sabbaths never end. CONNICK.

HYMN 7. C. M. Sunday. [*]

Sabbath Morning.
1 This is the day the Lord hath made,

He calls the hours his own;
Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,

And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day he rose and left the dead,

And Satan's empire fell;
To-day the saints his triumphs spread,

And all his wonders tell.
3 Hosanna to the anointed King,

To David's holy Son!
Help us, O Lord! descend and bring

Salvation from thy throne.
4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men

With messages of grace,
Who comes in God his Father's name,

To save our sinful race.
5 Hosanna in the highest strains

The church on earth can raise,
The highest heavens, in which he reigns,

Shall give him nobler praise. WATTS.

HYMN 8. C. M. Hymn Second. [*]

Sabbath Evening. 1 Welcome and precious to my soul,

Are these sweet days of love; But what a sabbath shall I keep,

When I shall rest above! 2 These are the sweet and precious days

On which, my Lord I've seen; And oft when feasting on his love

In rapture I have been.
3 0! if my soul, when death appears,

In this blest frame be found,
I'd clasp my Saviour in mine arms,

And leave this earthly ground.

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