2. Sweet is the day of sacred rest,

No mortal care 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. Fools never raise their thoughts so high;
Like brutes they live, like brutes they dio;
Like grass they flourish, till Thy breath
Blasts them in everlasting death.

5. But I shall share a glorious part,
When grace hath well refined my heart,
And fresh supplies of joy are shed,
Like holy oil, to cheer my head..

6. 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.

WATTS.

2. L. M.

1. How pleasant, how divinely fair,
O, Lord of hosts, Thy dwellings are l
With long desire my spirit faints
To meet th' assemblies of Thy saints.
2. My flesh would rest in Thine abode,
My panting heart cries out for God;
My God, my King, why should I be
So far from all my joys and Thee!
3. Blest are the souls that find a place
Within the temple of Thy grace;
There they behold Thy gentler rays,
And seek Thy face, and learn Thy praise..

4. 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.

5. Cheerful they walk with growing strength,
Till all shall meet in heaven at length;
Till all before Thy face appear,
And join in nobler worship there.

WATTS

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3. L. M.

1. My opening eyes with rapture see
The dawn of thy returning day;
My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee,
While thus my early vows I pay.

2. Oh bid this trifling world retire,

And drive each carnal thought away;
Nor let me feel one vain desire-

One sinful thought through all the day.

3. Then, to thy courts when I repair,
My soul shall rise on joyful wing,
The wonders of thy love declare,
And join the strains which angels sing.

4. L. M.

1. THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love,
But there's a nobler rest above;
To that our longing souls aspire,
With cheerful hope, and strong desire.

2. No more fatigue, no more distress,
Nor sin, nor death shall reach the place;
No groans shall mingle with the songs
Which warble from immortal tongues;

3. No rude alarms of raging foes,
No cares to break the long repose,
No midnight shade-no clouded sun-
But sacred, high, eternal noon.

1. LORD of the Sabbath and its light, I hail Thy hallowed day of rest ; It is my weary soul's delight,

The solace of my care-worn breast. 2. Its dewy morn, its glowing noon,

Its tranquil eve, its solemn night,
Pass sweetly; but they pass too soon,
And leave me saddened at their flight.

3. Yet sweetly as they glide along,

And hallowed tho' the calm they yield, Transporting though their rapturous song, And heavenly visions seem revealed;

4. My soul is desolate and drear,

My silent harp untuned remains,
Unless, my Saviour, Thou art near,

To heal my wounds and soothe my pains.

5. Oh! Jesus, let me ever hail

Thy presence with the day of rest;
Then will Thy servant never fail
To deem Thy Sabbath doubly blest.

9. L. M.

1. ANOTHER Six day's work is done;
Another Sabbath is begun.
Return, my soul, enjoy the rest;
Improve the day thy God hath blest.

2. Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns
So sweet a rest to wearied minds;
Provides an antepast of heaven,
And gives this day the food of seven.

3. O 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.

4. This heavenly calm within the breast
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest

1. BE still! be still! for all around,
On either hand, is holy ground:
Here in His house, the Lord to-day
Will listen, while His people pray.

2. Thou, tossed upon the waves of care
Ready to sink with deep despair,
Here ask relief, with heart sincere,
And thou shalt find that God is here.

3. Thou who hast laid within the grave
Those whom thou hadst no power to save,
Believe their spirits now are near,
For angels wait while God is here.

4. Thou who hast dear ones far away,
In foreign lands, 'mid ocean's spray,
Pray for them now, and dry the tear,
And trust the God who listens here.
5. Thou who art mourning o'er thy sin,
Deploring guilt that reigns within,
The God of peace is ever near;
The troubled spirit meets Him here.

11. L. M.

1. WITHIN Thy courts have millions met,
Millions this day before Thee bowed;
Their faces heavenward were set,
Their vows to Thee, O God! they vowed.

2. Still as the light of morning broke
O'er island, continent, and deep,
Thy far-spread family awoke,

Sabbath all round the world to keep.

3. From east to west the sun surveyed, From north to south, adoring throngs; And still where evening stretched her shade,

The stars came forth to hear their songs.

4. And not a prayer, a tear, a sigh,

Hath failed this day some suit to gain; To hearts that sought Thee Thou wast nigh, Nor hath one sought Thy face in vain.

5. The poor in spirit Thou hast fed,

The feeble soul hath strengthened been,
The mourner Thou hast comforted,
The pure in heart their God have seen.

MONTGOMERY.