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4 Thy Spirit's powerful aid impart,
O may thy word, with life divine,
Engage the ear, and warm the heart;
Then shall the day, indeed, be thine:
Then shall our souls, adoring, own
The grace which calls us to thy throne.
THANKS to thy name, O Lord, that we
One glorious sabbath more behold;
Dear Shepherd, let us meet with thee,
Among thy sheep, in this thy fold.
2 Now, Lord, among thy tribes appear,
And let thy presence fill the throng ;
Thy awful voice let sinners hear,
And bid the feeble heart be strong. 3 Gather the lambs into thine arms,
And satisfy their every want,
And those with young defend from harms,
And gently lead them lest they faint.
4 Put forth thy shepherd's crook, and stay
Thy wand'ring sheep, and bring them back;
O bring the wandering home to-day,
And save them, for thy mercy's sake.
5 Dear tender-hearted Shepherd, look,
And let our wants thy bowels move;
And kindly lead thy little flock
To the sweet pastures of tlıy love.
52. Lord's Day Evening. (C.M.)
THEN, O dear Saviour, when shall 1
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. 3 Thy Spirit, O my Father, give,
To be my guide and friend,
To light my path to ceaseless joys,
Where sabbaths never end.
The Sabbath. (C. M.)
1 THIS is the day the Lord of life
Ascended to the skies ;
My thoughts pursue the lofty theme,
And to the heavens arise. 2 Let no vain cares divert
From this celestial road;
Nor all the honours of the earth
Detain my soul from God.
3 Think of the splendours of that place,
The joys that are on high ;
Nor meanly rest contented here,
With worlds beneath the sky.
4 Heaven is the birth-place of the saints,
To heaven their souls ascend;
Th’Almighty owns his favourite raco,
Their Father and their friend.
For the Lord's Day. (C. M.)
I THE Lord of sabbath let us praise,
In concert with the blest,
Who, joyful in harmonious lays,
Employ an endless rest.
2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee,
We bless'd and happy grow :
By hymns of praise we learn to be
Triumphant here below.
3 On this glad day a brighter scene
Of glory was display'd,
By God, th' eternal Word, than when
This universe was made.
4 He rises, who mankind hath bought
With grief and pain extreme; 'Twas great to speak the world from nought,
'Twas greater to redeem !
55. A Christian Sabbath. (P. M.)
ESUS, who died a world to save, ,
Revives, and rises from the grave,
By his almighty power:
From sin, and death, and hell set free,
He captive leads captivity,
And lives to die no more.
2 Children of God, look up
Your Saviour cloth'd in majesty,
Triumphant o'er the tomb !
Give o'er your griefs, cast off your fears,
In heaven your mansions he prepares,
And soon will take
3 O may we all from sin awake,
May all in heaven our places take,
Near our exalted Head !
May all our souls to heaven aspire,
In thought, in will, in strong desire,
To carnal pleasures dead !
The Eternal Sabbath. (L. M.)
ORD of the sabbath, hear our vows,
On this thy day, in this thy house: And own, as grateful sacrifice,
The songs which from the desert rise. 2 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.
3 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.
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 0, 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.
57. The Sabbath Delightful. (P. M.)
WHEN winds and waves unite to foil
The seaman's skill, -the care, the toil
With which he feels opprest;
When he surveys the low'ring skies,
Then hope and fear alternate rise,
Within his troubled breast.
2 But if the raging storm subside,
And that for which he deeply sigh’d-
A pleading calm succeed;
He sure enjoys the pleasure more,
From what his mind had felt before,
And then is blest indeed.
3 So after six days toil and strife,
Engag'd in busy scenes of life,
How sweet the Sabbath day!
A day of rest, a day of peace,
When we from all our labours cease,
Our solemn vows to pay.
4 When we in Jesu's courts attend,
Our hearts and voices shall ascend,
And join the heavenly lays ;
'Tis pleasant to our souls to sing,
The honour of our God and King,
And celebrate bis praise.
5 O may we on that day of rest,
With sweet refreshing peace be blest,
And greater light and love!
Thus may it be till life is past,
And then may we enjoy at last
More perfect rest above.