1 ANOTHER Six days' work is done; Another sabbath is begun :

Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
Improve the day which God hath blest.

Oh that our thoughts and thanks may rise,
As grateful incense, to the skies,
And draw from heaven that sweet repose
Which none but he that feels it knows!
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!

2 Oh grant thy blessing here to-day! Oh give thy people joy and peace! The tokens of thy love display, And favor that shall never cease.

1 WE bless thee for this sacred day, Thou who hast every blessing given, Which sends the dreams of earth away, And yields a glimpse of opening heaven

2 Rich day of holy, thoughtful rest,

May we improve thy calm repose,
And, in God's service truly blest,
Forget the world, its joys, its woes!

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 O 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.

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The Sacrifice of the Heart. MRS. BARBAULD 1 WIEN, as returns this solemn day, Man comes to meet his maker, God, What rites, what honors, shall he pay? How spread his sovereign's praise abroad!

2 From marble domes and gilded spires
Shall curling clouds of incense rise,
And gems and gold and garlands deck
The costly pomp of sacrifice?

3 Vain, sinful man! creation's Lord
Thy golden offerings well may spare;
But give thy heart, and thou shalt find
Here dwells a God who heareth prayer

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Sincre Worship.

10 TпOU who hast thy servants taught, That not by words alone, But by the fruits of holiness,

The life of God is shown!

2 While in the house of prayer we meet, And call thee God and Lord, Give us a heart to follow thee,

Obedient to thy word.

8 When we our voices lift in praise,
Give thou us grace to bring
An offering of unfeigned thanks,
And with the spirit sing.

4 And, in the dangerous path of life,
Uphold us as we go;

That with our lips and in our lives
Thy glory we may show.

1 GOD of our fathers, by whose hand
Thy people sill are blessed,
Be with us through our pilgrimage,
Conduct us to our rest!

LOGAN

2 Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide; Give us each day our daily bread, And raiment fit provide.

9:3

J. JOLLY.

Till all our wanderings cease;
And, at our Father's loved abode,

Our souls arrive in peace.

4 Such blessings, from thy gracious hand, Our humble prayers implore;

And Thou, the Lord, shalt be our God
And portion evermore.

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Resurrection of Christ Morning. MRS. BARBAULD.

1 AGAIN the Lord of life and light,
Awakes the kindling ray;
Unseals the eyelids of the morn,
And pours increasing day..

Oh what a night was that which wrapt
The heathen world in gloom!
Oh what a sun which broke this day,
Triumphant from the tomb!

8 This day be grateful homage paid,
And loud hosannas sung;
Let gladness dwell in every heart,
And praise on every tongue.

To hail this welcome morn,

Which scatters blessings from its wings

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To nations yet unborn.

The Hour of Prayer. ORIG. HYMNS

1 EARTH's busy sounds and ceaseless din, Wake not this morning air!

A holy calm should welcome in
This solemn hour of prayer.

2 Now peace, be still, unhallowed care,
And hushed within the breast;
A holy joy should welcome there,
This happy day of rest.

3 Each better thought the spirit knows,
This hour the spirit fill;

And thou, from whom its being flows,
Oh teach it all thy will!

4 Then shall this day, which God hath blest Hallow life's every hour;

And bear us to our better rest,

Eternal, perfect, sure.