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2 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. BARBAULD

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.

20 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 I see, and hear, and know,
All I desired or wished below;
And every power find sweet employ
In that eternal world of joy.

62.

C. P. M.

MERRICK

The Sabbath and the Earthly Temple.

1 THE joyful morn, my God, is come,
That calls me to thy sacred dome,
Thy presence to adore:

My feet the summons shall attend,
With willing steps thy courts ascend
And tread the hallowed floor.

2 With holy joy I hail the day,
That warns my thirsting soul away
What transports fill my breast!
For, lo! my great Redeemer's power
Unfolds the everlasting door,

And leads me to his rest!

3 Hither, from earth's remotest end,
Lo! the redeemed of God ascend,
Their tribute hither bring;

Here, crowned with everlasting joy,
In hymns of praise their tongues employ,
And hail the immortal King.

63.

C. M.

WATTS.

64.

Longing for the House of God.

1 EARLY, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek thy face;
My thirsty spirit faints away
Without thy cheering grace.

2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand.
Beneath a burning sky,

Long for a cooling stream at hand;
And they must drink, or die.

3 Not life itself, with all its joys,
Can my best passions move,
Or raise so high my cheerful voice
As thy forgiving love.

4 Thus, till my last expiring day,
I'll bless my God and King;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray
And tune my lips to sing.

L. M

The Worship of Earth and Heaven.

HEBER.

1 HOSANNA! Lord, thine angels cry:
Hosanna! Lord, we hear reply:
Above, benenth us, and around,
The dead and living swell the sound.

20 Father! with protecting care
Meet us in this, thy house of prayer;
Assembled in Messiah's name,

Thy promised blessing here we claim.

3 But, chiefest, in our cleansed breast, Eternal! let thy Spirit rest;

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And make our secret soul to be
A temple pure, and worthy thee.

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Watchfulness and Brotherly Reproof. Ps. 141.
1 My God, accept my early vows,
Like morning incense, in thy house;
And let my nightly worship rise
Sweet as the evening sacrifice.

2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord
From every rash and heedless word;
Nor let my feet incline to tread
The guilty path where sinners lead.

3 O may the righteous, when I stray,
Smite and reprove my wandering way;
Their gentle words, like ointment shed,
Shall never bruise, but cheer, my head.
4 When I behold them prest with grief
I'll cry to heaven for their relief;
And by my warm petitions prove
How much I prize their faithful love.

66.

L. M.

WATTS.

The Pleasure of Public Worship. Ps. 84.
1 How pleasant, how divinely fair,
O Lord of Hosts, thy dwellings are!
With long desire my spirit faints
To meet the assemblies of thy saints.

2 Blest are the souls who find a place
Within the temple of thy grace;
There they behold thy gentler rays,
And seek thy face and learn thy praise.

3 Blest are the men whose hearts are set
To find the way to Zion's gate;

God is their Strength; and through the road
They lean upon their Helper, God.

4 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length; Till all before thy face appear,

And join the nobler worship there.

67.

L. M.

C. ROBBINS.

"Speak, Lord, for thy servant heareth."

1 WHILE thus thy throne of grace we seek,
O God, within our spirits speak!
For we will hear thy voice to-day,
Nor turn our hardened hearts away.

2 Speak in thy gentlest tones of love,
Till all our best affections move;
We long to hear no meaner call,
But feel that Thou art all in all.

3 To conscience speak thy quickening word Til. all its sense of sin is stirred :

For we would leave no stain of guile,
To cloud the radiance of thy smile.

4 Speak, Father, to the anxious heart,
Till every fear and doubt depart :
For we can find no home or rest,
Till with thy Spirit's whispers bless

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