Closing Sabbath! Ah, how soon
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Closing Sabbath! Ah, how soonHave thy sacred moments passed:Scarcely shines the morn, the noon,Ere the evening brings thy last!And another Sabbath flies,Solemn witness! to the skies.
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What is the report it bearsTo the secret place of God?Does it speak of worldly cares,Thoughts which cling to earth's low sod?Or has sweet communion shoneThrough its hours from God alone?
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Could we hope the day was spentPrayerfully, with constant heart,We might yield it up content,Knowing, though so soon it part,We should see a better day,Which could never pass away.
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God of Sabbaths, O, forgiveThat we use thy gifts so ill;Teach us daily how to liveThat we ever may fulfillAll thy gracious love designed,Giving Sabbaths to mankind.