Returning whence it came;
Love is the sacred fire within,
And prayer the rising flame.

2 It gives the burdened spirit ease,

And soothes the troubled breast;
Yields comfort to the mourning soul,
And to the weary rest.

3 When God inclines the heart to pray,
He hath an ear to hear;
To him there's music in a sigh,
And beauty in a tear.

4 The humble suppliant cannot fail
To have his wants supplied,

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Since he for sinners intercedes,

Who once for sinners died.

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And let our joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord,

And thus surround the throne.

2 Let those refuse to sing

Who never knew our God,
But children of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.

3 The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;

Celestial fruits on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow.

4 The hill of Zion yields

A thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.

To praise thy name, and hear thy word,
And grateful offerings bring.

2 Sweet, at the dawning hour,

Thy boundless love to tell; And when the night-wind shuts the flower,

Still on the theme to dwell.

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

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Be every Sabbath given,

That such may be our blest employ Eternally in heaven.

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S. M.

That saw the Lord arise!
Welcome to this reviving breast,
And these rejoicing eyes !-

2 The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day;
Here may we sit and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.

3 One day amidst the place

Where my dear God hath been,

3 Ye aged, hither come,

For ye have felt his love;

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S. M.

Come, let us kneel and pray ; Prayer is the Christian pilgrim's staff To walk with God all day.

2 At noon, beneath the Rock

Of Ages, rest and pray ;
Sweet is that shelter from the sun,
In the weary heat of day.

3 At evening, in thy home,

Around its altar, pray;

And finding there the house of God,
With heaven then close the day.

When midnight vails our eyes,

Oh, it is sweet to say,

I sleep, but my heart waketh, Lord,

With thee to watch and pray.

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HIS is the day of light :

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S. M.

Let there be light to-day:

O Day-spring, rise upon our night,
And chase its gloom away.

This is the day of rest:

Our failing strength renew!

On weary brain and troubled breast
Shed thou thy freshening dew.

3 This is the day of peace :

Thy peace our spirits fill ;

Bid thou the blast of discord cease,
The waves of strife be still.

4 This is the day of prayer:

Let earth to heaven draw near; Lift up our hearts to seek thee there; Come down to meet us here.

5 This is the first of days;

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Send forth thy quickening breath, And wake dead souls to love and praise, O Vanquisher of death!

2 We have not reached that land,
That happy land, as yet,
Where holy angels round thee stand,
Whose sun can never set.

3 Our sun is sinking now;
Our day is almost o'er:

O Sun of Righteousness, do thou
Shine on us evermore!

JOHN MASON Neale

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Of the holy Sabbath day;
Gently as life's setting sun,
When the Christian's course is run.

2 Night her solemn mantle spreads
O'er the earth, as daylight fades;
All things tell of calm repose
At the holy Sabbath's close.
3 Peace is on the world abroad;
'Tis the holy peace of God-
Symbol of the peace within
When the spirit rests from sin.
4 Still the Spirit lingers near,
Where the evening worshipper
Seeks communion with the skies,
Pressing onward to the prize.

5 Saviour, may our Sabbaths be

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Days of peace and joy in thee,
Till in heaven our souls repose,
Where the Sabbath ne'er shall close.

S. F. SMITH.

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