2 We will not bring divided hearts But each unworthy thought departs, 3 Then sleep to-day, tormenting carcs, Ye shall not dim the light that streams 4 To-morrow will be time enough 1 LORD, in heaven, thy dwelling-place, Till thy blessing makes it more 2 More of truth, and more of might, More of love, and more of light, More of reason. and of right, BOWRING. From thy pardoning grace be given ! It can make the humblest song 40. L. M. M. W. HAL The Day of Rest. 1 Tms day let grateful praise ascend To thee, our Father, and our Friend, Thee, Author of this holy light, Thee, throned in boundless power and might. 2 0, let the sacred hours be given To truth, to duty, and to heaven; While trusting faith and holy love Rise fervent to thy throne above. 3 Grant that our earthly Sabbaths be But dawnings of eternity, 41. To shadow forth the glorious rest, L. M. Improvement of the Sabbath. BATHURST. 1 THIS day the Lord hath called his own; And seek his face with fervent prayer. 2 Lord, in thy love we would rejoice, 3 Now let the world's delusive things No more our grovelling thoughts employ 4 0, let these earthly Sabbaths, Lord, 42 43. S. M. Sabbath Worship. 1 HAIL to the Sabbath day! BULFINCH. When men to God their homage pay, 2 Lord, in this sacred hour, Within thy courts we bend, And bless thy love, and own thy power, 3 But thou art not alone In courts by mortals trod; 4 Thy temple is the arch Of yon unmeasured sky; Thy Sabbath, the stupendous march 5 Lord, may that holier day The Delights of the Sabbath. 1 SWEET is the task, O Lord, Thy glorious acts to sing, To praise thy name, and hear thy word, 2 Sweet, at the dawning hour, Thy boundless love to tell; And when the night-wind shuts the flower, Sweet, on this day of rest, 4 To songs of praise and joy, For such will be our best employ 44. L. M. The Hour of Prayer. RAFFLES 1 BLEST hour, when mortal man retires 2 Blest hour, when earthly cares resign 3 Blest hour, when God himself draws nigh And wipe away the mourner's tear. 4 Blest hour! for, where the Lord resorts, 45. L. M. Devout Worship of God. SIR JE SMITH. 1 PRAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee, 2 Thy hand has raised us from the dust; The breath of life thy Spirit gave ; Where, but in thee, can mortals trust? Who, but our God, has power to save? 3 Still may thy children in thy word Their common trust and refuge see; O bind us to each other, Lord, By one great tie,—the love of thee. 4 So shall our sun of hope arise, 46 With brighter still and brighter ray, '' thou shalt bless our longing eyes With beams of everlasting day. S. M. The Sabbath Welcomed. WELCOME, Sweet day of rest, WATTS. 2 The King himself comes near, 3 One day, amid the place Where my dear Lord hath been, 4 My willing soul would stay Till called to rise and soar away |