Welcome, delightful morn
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Welcome, delightful morn,Thou day of sacred rest;I hail thy kind return;Lord, make these moments blest.From the low train of mortal toysI soar to reach immortal joys.
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Now may the King descend,And fill his throne of grace;Thy scepter, Lord, extend,While saints address thy face;Let sinners feel thy quickening word,And learn to know and fear the Lord.
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Descend, celestial Dove,With all thy quickening powers;Disclose a Saviour's love,And bless these sacred hours:Then shall my soul new life obtain,Nor Sabbath-days be passed in vain.