464 ~ Hail, Happy Day!
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Hail, happy day! thou day of holy rest; What heavenly peace and transport fill our breast When Christ, the Lord of grace, in love descends, And kindly holds communion with His friends!
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Let earth and all its vanities be gone, Move from my sight, and leave my soul alone; Its flattering, fading glories I despise, And to immortal beauties turn my eyes.
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Fain would I mount, and penetrate the skies, And on my Saviour's glories fix my eyes; O meet my rising soul, Thou God of love, And waft it to the blissful realms above!
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O Son of God, exalted on Thy throne, Impart that grace which comes from Thee alone; Thou, by whose love our light and peace are given, Bring us, dear Saviour, to Thyself and heaven.