SECTION V.

For the LORD's DAY...

CCCCLI. For the Lord's Day morning.

ANOTHER fix days' work is done,

Another fabbath is begun;

Return, my foul, enjoy thy reft,
Improve the day thy God has bleft.
2. Come, blefs the Lord, whofe love affigns
So fweet a reft to weary'd minds; -
Provides an antepaft of heav'n,
And gives this day the food of feven.
3 O that our thoughts and thanks may rife,
As grateful incenfe, to the skies;

And draw from heav'n that fweet repofe,-
Which none, but he that feels it, knows.
4 This heav'nly calm, within the breast,
Is the dear pledge of glorious reft,
Which for the church of God remains,
The end of cares, the end of pains.
5 In holy duties let the day,
In holy pleasures pafs away;
How fweet a fabbath thus to fpend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end.

STENNETT. CCCCLII. Lord's Day morning.

And burft the flothful band,

WAKE, our drowsy fouls,

The wonders of this day
Our nobleft fongs demand:

Aufpicious morn! thy blifsful rays Bright feraphs hail, in fongs of praife. 2 At thy approaching dawn, Reluctant death refign'd The glorious prince of life, In dark domains confin'd: Th' angelic hoft around him bends, And 'midft their fhouts THE GOD afcends. 3. All hail, triumphant LORD! Heav'n with hofannas rings; While earth, in humbler ftrains, Thy praife refponfive fings: Worthy art thou, who once waft flain, Through endlefs years to live and reign. 4 Gird on, great God, thy fword, Afcend thy conqu'ring car,

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While juftice, truth, and love, Maintain the glorious war; Victorious thou, thy foes fhalt tread, And fin and hell in triumph lead.

RIPPON'S C. CCCCLII. For the Lord's Day. NREAT God, this facred day of thine Demands our fouls' collected pow'rs; May we employ in works divine

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Thefe folemn, thefe devoted hours!
O may our fouls, adoring, own

The grace which calls us to thy throne!
2. Hence, ye vain cares and trifles fly,、
Where God refides appear no more;
Omnifcient God! thy piercing eye
Can ev'ry fecret thought explore.
O may thy grace our hearts refine,
And fix our thoughts on things divine.

3 The word of life, difpens'd to day,
Invites us to a heav'nly feaft;
May ev'ry ear the call obey,
Be ev'ry heart a humble gueft!
O bid the wretched fons of need
On foul-reviving dainties feed.
4 Thy fpirit's pow'rful aid impart,
Omay thy word, with life divine,
Engage the ear, and warm the heart;
Then fhall the day indeed be thine:
Then fhall our fouls, adoring, own
The grace, which calls us to thy throne.
BURDER'S C.
CCCCLIV. For the Sabbath Day.

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AGAIN the day returns of holy reft Which, when he made the world, Jɛ

HOVAH bleft;

When, like his own, he bade our labours cease, And all be piety, and all be peace.

2. While impious men defpife the fage decree, From "vain deceit," and "falfe philofophy," Let us devote this confecrated day,

To learn his will, and all we learn obey. 3 So fhall the God of mercy, pleas'd, receive That only tribute, man has pow'r to give; So fhall he hear, while fervently we raife, Our choral harmony in hymns of praise.

CHORUS.

4 Father of heav'n, in whom our hopes confide, Whofe pow'r defends us, and whofe precepts guide,

In life our Guardian, and in death our Friend, Glory fupreme be thine till time shall end.

MASON.

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CCCCLV. For the Sabbath.

HANKS to thy name, O Lord, that we

Tone glorious fabbath more behold;
Dear fhepherd, let us meet with thee,
Among thy fheep, in this thy fold.
2 Now, Lord, among thy tribes appear,
And let thy prefence fill the throng;
Thy awful voice let finners hear,
And bid the feeble heart be strong.
3 Gather the lambs into thine arms,
And fatisfy their ev'ry want,

And thofe with young defend from harms,
And gently lead them, left they faint.
4 Put forth thy fhepherd's crook, and stay
Thy wand'ring fheep, and bring them back;
O bring the wand'ring home to day,
And fave them, for thy mercy's fake.
5 Dear tender-hearted fhepherd look,
And let our wants thy bowels move;
And kindly lead thy little flock
To the fweet paftures of thy love.

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LADY H'S C.

CCCCLVI. Lord's Day evening.

WHEN, O dear Saviour, when shall I

Behold thee all ferene;

Bleft in perpetual fabbath day,
Without a veil between?

2 Affift me, while I wander here,
Amidft 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,

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CENNICK.

To light my path to ceafelefs joys,
To fabbaths without end.

THIN

CCCCLVII. The eternal Sabbath.
HINE earthly fabbaths, Lord, we love,
But there's a nobler rest above;
To that our lab'ring fouls afpire,
With ardent pangs of ftrong defire,
2 No more fatigue, no more distress,
Nor fin nor hell fhall reach the place;
No groans to mingle with the fongs,
Which warble from immortal tongues.
3 No rude alarms of raging foes,
No cares to break the long repofe;
No midnight fhade, no clouded fun,
But facred, high, eternal noon.

4 Thine earthly fabbaths, Lord, we love,
But there's a nobler reft above;
To that our lab'ring fouls afpire
With ardent pangs of strong defire.

RIPPON'S C.

CCCCLVIII. For the Lord's Day.

I THE Lord of Sabbath let us praise,
In concert with the bleft,

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Who, joyful in harmonious lays,
Employ an endless rest.

2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee,
We blefs'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 univerfe was made.