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Which none but he that feels it knows! 3 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. 4 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! 59. 7s. M. Miss H. F. Gould. The Sabbath. 1 Choice of God, thou blessed day, At thy dawn the grave gave way To the power of him within, Who had, sinless, bled for sin. 2 Thine the radiance to illume First, for man, the dismal tomb, When its bars their weakness owned, There revealing death dethroned. 3 Then the Sun of righteousness Rose, a darkened world to bless, Bringing up from mortal night Immortality and light. 4 Day of glory, day of power, Sacred be thine every hour, Emblem, earnest of the rest That remaineth for the blest! 60. C. M. Mrs. Bareauld. The Lord's Day Morning. 1 Again the Lord of life and light Awakes the kindling ray, Unseals the eyelids of the morn, And pours increasing day. 2 O what a night was that which wrapped The heathen world in gloom! O what a sun which broke, this day, Triumphant from the tomb! 3 This day be grateful homage paid, And loud hosannas sung; Let gladness dwell in every heart, And praise on every tongue. 4 Ten thousand differing lips shall join To hail this welcome morn, Which scatters blessings from its wings To nations yet unborn. 61. L. M. Watts. Sabbath on Earth and in Heaven. Ps. 92. 1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest! No mortal cares shall seize my breast; O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3 My heart shall triumph in the Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word: Thy works of grace, how bright they shine, How deep thy counsels, how divine! 4 But I shall share a glorious part When grace hath well refined my heart, And, raised to holier courts above, I praise thee with a purer love. 5 Then shall
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