Lord of the Sabbath and its light
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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 care-worn 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 destroyThe 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.
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O Jesus, let me ever hailThy presence with the day of rest;Then will thy servant never failTo deem thy Sabbath doubly blest.