5 In holy duties, let the day, In holy pleasures pass away; How sweet a sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end. STENNET. HYMN 2. L. M. Portugal. Sabbath Evening. Heb. iv. 9. 1 Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord! we love, 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, 3 No rude alarms of raging foes; 4 O, long expected day! begin; Dawn on these realms of wo and sin; And sleep in death, to rest with God. DODDRIdge. HYMN 3. C. M. Braintree. Sabbath Morning. 1 Lord! in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high; To thee will I direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye. 2 Up to the hills, where Christ is gone 3 Thou art a God, before whose sight 4 But to thy house, will I resort, 3 Increase, O Lord! our faith and hope,* Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, RIPPON'S COL. 1 This is the day the Lord hath made, 2 To-day he rose and left the dead, 3 Hosanna to the anointed King, Help us, O Lord! descend and bring 4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men Who comes in God his Father's name, 5 Hosanna in the highest strains The church on earth can raise, The highest heavens, in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise. HYMN 6. S. M. Shirland. Sabbath Evening. 1 Sweet is the work, O Lord! 2 Sweet at the dawning light, WATTS. And when approach the shades of night, 3 Sweet on this day of rest, To join in heart and voice, With those who love and serve thee best, And in thy name rejoice. 4 To songs of praise and joy Be every Sabbath given, That such may be our blest employ Eternally in heaven. SPIRIT OF THE PSALMS. HYMN 7. C. M. Peterborough. Morning. 1 Once more, my soul! the rising day Once more, my voice! thy tribute pay 2 Night unto night his name repeats, 3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame, 4 How many wretched souls have fled And yet thou length'nest out my thread, 5 Great God! let all my hours be thine, Then shall my sun in smiles decline, WATTS. HYNN 8. C. M. Medfield. Evening. 1 Lord! thou wilt hear me when I pray, I am forever thine; I fear before thee all the day, 2 And while I rest my weary head, 3 I pay this evening sacrifice; Great God! my faith, my hope relies 4 Thus with my thoughts compos'd to peace, I'll give mine eyes to sleep, Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. WATTS. HYMN 9. 7s. Pelyel's Hymn. Morning. 1 Now the shades of night are gone; 2 Fill our souls with heavenly light, 3 Keep our haughty passions bound; Save us from our foes around; |