7. L. M. The Lord's day morning. Jos. STENNETT. 1 ANOTHER Six-days' work is done; Another sabbath is begun : Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day which God hath blest. 2 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise And draw from heaven that sweet repose, 3 This heavenly calm within the breast 88.157. 217. 8. C. M. The Lord's day. EDMESTON 1 WHEN the worn spirit wants repose, How sweet to hail the evening's close, 2 How sweet to hail the early dawn When first that soul-reviving morn 3 Sweet day! thine hours too soon will cease; Yet, while they gently roll, Breathe, Heavenly Spirit, source of peace, A sabbath o'er my soul! 4 When will my pilgrimage be done, 9. 42. 94. 116. 159. L. M. The Lord's day. E. TAYLOR. I O FATHER! though the anxious fear Man's noblest work is praising thee; 29. 117. 157. 217. 370. 10. L. M. The Lord's day. WATTS. 1 SWEET is the work, my God, my King, 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; And bless his works, and bless his word; 4 But I shall share a glorious part 5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, And every power find sweet employ, 3. 157. 217. 226. 11. L. M. NEWTON. The Lord's day. 1 How welcome to the soul, when pressed With six days' noise, and care, and toil, Is the returning day of rest, Which hides us from the world awhile! 2 Now from the throng withdrawn away, 6 3 How happy they, whose lot is cast 4 Though pinched with poverty at home, It makes amends, if they can come 5 We thank thee for thy day, O Lord! 5. 88. 117. 217. 12. C. M. The sabbath of the soul. BARBAULD. 1 SLEEP, sleep today, tormenting cares, Ye shall not dim the light that streams 2 Tomorrow will be time enough 3 Sleep, sleep for ever, guilty thoughts! 1 2 And purged from sin A God of purity. 13. may I behold 20. 31. 43. 49. 345. S. M. The Lord's day. HAIL to the Sabbath day! The day divinely given, BULFINCH. When men to God their homage pay, Lord! in this sacred hour, Within thy courts we bend; And bless thy love, and own thy power, Our Father and our Friend! In courts by mortals trod; Nor only is the day thine own When man draws near to God. 4 Thy temple is the arch Of yon unmeasured sky; Thy Sabbath, the stupendous march 5 Lord! may that holier day 30. 33. 206. 14. L. M. The eternal rest. 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 temple rise. 2 Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love; 3 No more fatigue, no more distress, 4 No rude alarms of raging foes; 5 O long-expected day, begin! Dawn on these realms of pain and sin; 38.88. |