455 ~ Lord of the Sabbath
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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 careworn breast, The solace of my careworn breast.
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O sacred day of peace and joy, Thy hours are ever dear to me; Ne'er may a sinful thought destroy The holy calm I find in thee, The holy calm I find in thee.
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How sweetly now they glide along! How hallowed is the calm they yield! Transporting is their rapturous song, And heavenly visions seem revealed, And heavenly visions seem revealed.
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O Jesus, let me ever hail Thy presence with the day of rest; Then will Thy servant never fail To deem Thy Sabbath doubly blest, To deem Thy Sabbath doubly blest.