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822 He is risen from the dead.—Matt.
1 BLEST morning, whose young dawn:
Beheld our rising God:
That saw Him triumph o'er the dust, And leave His dark abode !
2 In the cold prison of a tomb
Till the revolving skies had brought
3 Hell and the grave unite their force
The sleeping Conqueror arose,
4 To Thy great name, Almighty Lord,
5 Salvation and immortal praise
Let heaven, and earth, and rocks, and
With glad hosannas ring.
823 The Sabbath was made for man.—
Mark 2, 27.
1 AGAIN the Lord of life and light
the kindling ray;
Unseals the eyelids of the morn,
2 O what a night was that which wraps A sinful world in gloom!
O what a Sun which broke, this day,
8 This day be grateful homage paid,
Let gladness dwell in every heart,
4 Ten thousand joyful lips shall join,
Which scatters blessings from above,
824 In the morning will I direct my
prayer unto Thee.-Ps. 5, 3.
1 LORD, in the morning Thou shalt My voice ascending high;
To Thee will I direct my prayer,
2 Up to the hills, where Christ is gone
4 But to Thy house will I resort,
825 The rest of the holy Sabbath. —
Ex. 16, 23.
1 GREAT Creator, who this day
From Thy perfect work didst rest; By the souls that own Thy sway, Hallowed be its hours and blest; Cares of earth aside be thrown, This day given to heaven alone. 2 Saviour, who this day didst break The dark prison of the tomb, Bid my slumbering soul awake, Shine through all its sin and gloom; Let me, from my bonds set free, Rise from sin and live to Thee.
3 Blessed Spirit, Comforter,
Sent this day from Christ on high;
826 A day in Thy courts is better than
a thousand.-Ps. 84, 10.
LEST day of God, most calm, most 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
3 Welcome, kind Shepherd, to Thy sheep
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,
We seem to tread the pleasant way.
Early will I seek Thee.-Ps. 63, 1.
My thirsty spirit faints away
2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand,
Long for a cooling stream at hand,
3 I've seen Thy glory and Thy power
4 Not life itself, with all her joys,
5 Thus, till my last expiring day,
828 Peace be within Thy walls.--Ps.
THE festalls me to Thy honoured festal morn, my God, is come, Thy presence to adore:
My feet the summons shall attend,
2 Hither from Judah's utmost end,
Here, eager to attest their joy, [ploy,
3 Be peace implored by each on Thee,
How blest who calls himself Thy friend!
4 Seat of my friends and brethren, hail!
How cease the zeal that in me glows
829 It is a good thing to give thanks
unto the Lord.-Ps. 92, 1.
1 SWEET is the work, my God, my
2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest,
Thy works of grace, how bright they
How deep Thy counsels, how divine!
4 Then shall I share a glorious part
And every power find sweet employ
830 A day in Thy courts is better than
a thousand.-Ps. 84, 10.
HO Lord, Thy sacred courts appear! OW lovely, how divinely sweet, 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!
831 Unto you shall the Sun of right
eousness arise.-Mal. 4, 2.
HOU glorious Sun of Righteousness