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3 One day of prayer and praise
His sacred courts within,
Of pleasurable sin.
In such a frame as this;
Of everlasting bliss.
193 This is the day which the Lord hath made. [C.M.
Ps. cxviii. 24.
He calls the hours his own;
And praise surround the throne.
And Satan's empire fell;
And all his wonders tell,
To David's only Son !
Salvation from thy throne.
With messages of grace;
To save our sinful race.
The Church on earth can raise;
Shall give him nobler praise.
194 The first day of the week.-Acts xx. 7. [C.M. 1 Blast day of God, how calm, how bright,
A day of joy and praise;
The first and best of days.
2 This day the Lord our Saviour rose
Victorious from the dead;
In glorious triumph led.
rest on them all :
The Holy Ghost doth fall.
Of all the sheaves behind,
A happy week shall find.
195 Thou, Loril, hast made me glad through thy [L.M.
work.--Ps. xcii. 4.
To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing,
And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No mortal cares shall seize
breast: O may my heart in tune be found,
Like David's harp of solemn sound.
And bless his works, and bless his word;
How deep thy counsels, how divine! 4 And I shall share a glorious part,
When grace hath well refined my heart;
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. .
All I desired or wish'd below;
196 I will make them joyful in my house of prayer. [L.M.
Isa. lvi. 7. 1 Dear is to me the sabbath morn;
The village bells, the pastor's voice, These oft have found my heart forlorn,
And these have bid that heart rejoice. 2 And dear to me the winged hour
Spent in thy hallow'd courts, O Lord ; To feel devotion's soothing power,
And catch the manna of thy word. 3 And dear to me the loud Amen,
Which echoes through the bless'd abode, Which swells and sinks, and swells again,
Dies on the walls, but lives to God. 4 0, when the world, with iron hand,
Would bind me in its six days' chain, Thus burst, O Lord, the strong man's band,
And let my spirit loose again."
197 Praise ye him, all his angels.-Ps. cxlviii. 2.
The evening shadows fall;
not from us with the sun,
Where night can never be,
Bring ceaseless hymns to thee. 3 Too faint our anthems here;
Too soon of praise we tire :
Of that eternal choir !
If thou attune the heart,
May bear our lower part.
5 'Tis thine each soul to calm,
Each wayward thought reclaim,
Of glory to thy name.
Shall come the glorious end;
In perfect praise shall blend.
TVe which have believed do enter into rest.
Heb. iv. 3.
1 ERE another Sabbath's close,
Ere again we seek repose,
At thy feet we bow the knee.
For this rest upon our way;
3 Cold our services have been,
Mingled every prayer with sin.
By thy grace alone we live. .
May thy love our footsteps lead;
May we rest with thee at last.
Foretastes of our joys above;
Sundays after Easter : Public Worship.
" DAY BY DAY WE MAGNIFY THEE.”
199 To see thy power and thy glory so as I have (L.M.
seen thee in the sanctuary.--Ps. Ixiii. 2. 1 O LORD, within thy sacred gates,
Where I so oft have sought for thee,
of delight to see.
My happy life shall glide away :
Daily with lifted hands I'll pay. 3 Abundant sweetness, while I sing
Thy love, my favour'd soul o'erflows;
Of glory that no period knows. 4 More dear than life itself, thy love
My heart and tongue shall still employ;
Be this my glory, peace, and joy."
come unto thee, and I will bless thee.
Exod. xx. 24.
Thy presence now display;
So give us hearts to pray.
And love, and concord dwell;
The wounded spirit heal.
În faith address our prayers ;
our Lord Unbosom all our cares.o