Lord of the Sabbath, hear us pray
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Lord of the Sabbath, hear us prayIn this thy house, on this thy day;Accept, as grateful sacrifice,The songs which from thy temple rise.
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Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love,But there 's a nobler rest above;To that our laboring souls aspireWith ardent hope and strong desire.
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No more fatigue, no more distress,No sin nor death can reach that place;No tears shall mingle with the songsThat warble from immortal tongues.
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No rude alarm of raging foes,No cares to break the long repose,No midnight shade, no clouded sun,But sacred, high, eternal noon.
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O long-expected day, begin!Dawn on these realms of woe and sin;Fain would I leave this weary road,And go to meet my blessed Lord.