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C.M. 826 A day in Thy courts is better than

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, The first and best of days; bright, The labourer's rest, the saint's delight,

Sweet day of joy and praise !
2 Daily, O Lord, Thy flocks are blest

In pastures large and fair;
But better is the weekly feast

Provided by Thy care. 3 Welcome, kind Shepherd, to Thy sheep

Are these sweet tastes of love;
But what a Sabbath shall they keep,

When safe with Thee above! 4 How wise Thy love, how light its chain!

Which binds us to be free,
Cuts short our toil, ensures our gain,

And lifts our souls to Thee.
5 Here, as we sing, and hear, and pray,

And all Thy footsteps trace,
We seem to tread the pleasant way.
That leads us to Thy face.

C.M. 827

Early will I seek Thee.-Ps. 63, I. 1 EARLY, my God, without delay, My thirsty spirit faints away

Without Thy cheering grace.
2 so pilgrims on the scorching sand,

Beneath a burning sky,
Long for a cooling stream at hand,

And they must drink or die.
3 I've seen Thy glory and Thy power

Through all Thy temple shine;
My God, repeat that heavenly hour,

That vision all divine!
4 Not life itself, with all her joys,

Can my best passions move;
Or raise so high my cheerful voice

As Thy forgiving love.
5 Thus, till my last expiring day,

I'll bless my God and King;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray

And tune my lips to sing,

828 Peace be within Thy walls.--Ps.

122, 7. 1

festal morn, my God, is come, Thy presence to adore: [dome, My feet the summons shall attend, With willing steps Thy courts ascend,

And tread the hallowed floor, 2 Hither from Judah's utmost end, The heaven-protected tribes ascend;

Their offerings hither bring: Here, eager to attest their joy, [ploy, In hymns of praise their tongues em

And hail the immortal King. 3 Be peace implored by each on Thee, o Zion, while with bended knee

To Jacob's God we pray: How blest who calls himself Thy friend! Success his labours shall attend,

And safety guard his way. 4 Seat of my friends and brethren, hail! How can my tongue, O Zion, fail

To bless thy loved abode?
How cease the zeal that in me glows
Thy good to seek, whose walls enclose

The mansions of my God?

L.M. 829 it is a good thing to give thanks

unto 92 1 SWEKTN is the work, my God, my King

[ To praise Thy name, give thanks, and To show Thy love by morning light,

And talk of all Thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest,

No mortal care shall seize my breast:
O may my heart in tune be found,

Like David's harp of solemn sound! 3 My heart shall triumph in the Lord, And bless His works, and bless His

word; Thy works of grace, how bright they

shine! How deep Thy counsels, how divine!

4 Then shall I share a glorious part

When grace has well refined my heart,
And fresh supplies of joy are shed,

Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 5 Sin, my worst enemy before,

Shall vex my eyes and ears no more;
My inward foes shall all be slain,

Nor Satan break my peace again, 6 Then shall I see, and hear, and know

All I desired or wished below;
And every power find sweet employ
In that eternal world of joy.

L.M. 830 A day in Thy courts is better than

a thousand.-Ps. 84, 10. 1

O Lord, Thy sacred courts appear! Fain would my longing passions meet

The glories of Thy presence there. 2 O blest the men, blest their employ, Whom Thy indulgent favours raise To dwell in those abodes of joy, And sing Thy never-ceasing praise. 3 One day within Thy sacred gate Affords more real joy to me Than thousands in the tents of state: The meanest place is bliss with Thee, 4 God is a Sun; our brightest day

From His reviving presence flows;
God is a Shield, through all the way,

To guard us from surrounding foes. 5 He pours His kindest blessings down,

Profusely down, on souls sincere;
And grace shall guide, and glory crown

The happy favourites of His care.
6 O Lord of hosts, thou God of grace,

How blest, divinely blest, is he
Who trusts Thy love, and seeks Thy face,
And fixes all his hopes on Thee!

L.M. 831 Unto you shall the Sun of right

eousness arise.-Mal. 4, 2. 1 THOU glorious Sum of Righteousness

Risen on high to set no more,

Shine on us now, to heal and bless

With brighter beams than e'er before. 2 Shine on Thy work of grace within,

On each celestial blossom there;
Destroy each bitter root of sin,

And make Thy garden fresh and fair. 3 Shine on Thy pure eternal word,

Its mysteries to our souls reveal;
And whether read, remembered, heard,

O let it quicken, strengthen, heal.
4 Shine on the temples of Thy grace,

In holy robes Thy priests be clad;
Unveil the brightness of Thy face,

And make Thy chosen people glad. 5 Shine, till Thy glorious beams shallchase

The brooding cloud from every eye!
Till every earthly dwelling-place

Shall hail the Day-spring from on high. 6 Shine on, shine on, Eternal Sun!

Pour richer floods of life and light, Till that bright Sabbath be begun, That glorious day which knows no


S.M. 832 0 come, let us worship and bow

down.-Ps. 95, 0. 1 COME sound His praise abroad,

And hymns of glory Jehovah is the sovereign God,

The universal King. 2 He formed the deeps unknown;

He gave the seas their bound; The watery worlds are all His own,

And all the solid ground.
3 Come, worship at His throne;

Come, bow before the Lord ;
We are His works, and not our own,

He formed us by His word. 4 To-day attend His voice,

Nor dare provoke His rod :
Come, like the people of His choice,

And own your gracious God.

148th. 833 when Jesus was risen early the

first day of the week.-Mark 16, 9. 1 Α'

WAKE, ye saints, awake,

And hail this sacred day;
In loftiest songs of praise

Your joyful homage pay;
Come bless the day that God hath blest

The type of heaven's eternal rest. 2 On this auspicious morn

The Lord of life arose,
And burst the bars of death,

And vanquished all our foes:
And now He pleads our cause above,

And reaps the fruit of all His love. 3 All hail, triumphant Lord!

Heaven with hosannas rings; And earth, in humbler strains, Thy praise responsive sings; Worthy the Lamb that once was slain,

Through endless years to live and reign. 4 Great King, gird on Thy sword;

Ascend Thy conquering car;
While justice, power, and love

Maintain the glorious war:
This day let sinners own Thy sway,
And rebels cast their arms away.


L.M. The Sabbath a delight.-Isa. 58, 13. 1 How COW welcome to the saints, when

prest With six days' noise, and care, ond toil, Is the returning day of rest, (awhile Which hides them from the world 2 Now, from the throng withdrawn away,

They seem to breathe a different air; Composed and softened by the day,

All things another aspect wear. 3 With joy they hasten to the place Where they the Saviour oft have met; And, while they feast upon His grace, Their burdens and their griefs forget. 4 This highly favoured lot is ours

May we the privilege improve;

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