THE REST-DAY. Go up, reluctant heart, Take up thy rest above; Ascend, my lingering love! THE REST-DAY. Hæc dies, in quâ quies Mundo redditur; Tempus enim est, Quo resurrexit, qui nos dilexit. Gaude, plaude, ama, clama Surge, curre, Vere quære Christum istum, Corde sorde procul positâ.-OLD HYMN. FOR thee we long and pray, O blessed Sabbath-morn! And all the week we say, O! when wilt thou return? Come, come away, Day of glad rest, Of days the best, Sweet Sabbath-day! 179 180 THE REST-DAY. Thou tellest us how Christ Arose and left the tomb; O! when will Sabbath come? Come, come away, etc. Thou tellest us how we, Like him shall leave the tomb; And all the week we say, O! when will Sabbath come? Thou tellest of a rest, A peaceful happy home, Where all the saints are blest; O! when will Sabbath come? Come, come away, etc. THE INNER CALM. CALM me, my God, and keep me calm, Be like the night-dew's cooling balm Calm me, my God, and keep me calm, Soothe me with holy hymn and psalm, And bid my spirit rest. Calm me, my God, and keep me calm, Yes, keep me calm, though loud and rude The sounds my ear that greet, Calm in the closet's solitude, Calm in the bustling street. 182 THE INNER CALM. Calm in the hour of buoyant health, Calm in the sufferance of wrong, Calm 'mid the threatening, taunting throng, Who hate thy holy name. Calm when the great world's news with power My listening spirit stir; Let not the tidings of the hour E'er find too fond an ear. Calm as the ray of sun or star THE DISBURDENING. LAY down thy burden here; Yon steep and rugged road. 'Tis rough, and wild, and high, Thickets and rocks impede; Scant resting-place between, How canst thou upward speed? Lay down thy burden here, The sun is hot, no cloud To shield thee from his ray; It scorches up thy strength, Stay now, poor climber, stay. |