SONGS FOR THE SABBATH. 57. THE DAY OF WORSHIP. With joy, O Lord, we hail this day, O grant us peace in heart and home, To thank Thee for the day that's blest And Thou, O God! when life is o'er, That we may find most blissful rest 58. SABBATH PRAYER. With joyful heart I greet again On Thee, O God! my hopes rely, These strains devoutly raised. H. S. J. Oh! banish hence, far from my mind, And grant my soul may favor find And at the altar as I bend, 59. HEAVENLY GIFT. P. M. Heavenly gift to weary mortals, Enter then, O day, most glorious, Thou that bringest joy and rest, 60. H.-I. S. M. IN HARMONY WITH HEAVEN. In harmony with heaven's peace, The sordid draw from worldly ends. Rest, worshippers! and pray and sing, From whose exhaustless, balmy spring Here with the burthened spirit gain O God! let passion's flood recede And from that inner temple sweep Hear us! when we uplift our hands That Thou wilt bless and speed all plans And o'er the country of our love, Let peace, the Sabbath-angel, move. P. M. 61. HOLY SABBATH-REST! Holy Sabbath-rest! Pious lips hail thy advent; With thee God His love hath sent, And to lead him heavenward. Holy Sabbath-joy! O! our yearning soul inspire: Father Everlasting! From Thy holy throne of grace 62. GATHER AND WORSHIP! J. K. G. Gather and worship! The first star of eve The spirits that toil in the valley of tears. Gather and worship! Can Judah forget The soul-cheering promise of Mercy supreme? Though few, where the righteous in God's name are met, On these shall the light of His countenance beam. Gather and worship! These hours serene Or meekly the woes of the poor mitigate. Gather and worship! The stars as they move, To faith, in their orbits of glory appear Like Sabbath-lamps, lighted by angels above, To lure human hearts to their own house of prayer. Gather and worship! The power of time Shall cause every planet in heaven to wane; But there, ever fixed, is a star more sublime, The soul that on earth has contracted no stain. 63. SABBATH EVENTIDE. Holy Sabbath eventide, Welcome, welcome be thy rest! Holy message from on high P. M. Comes with thee, most blest of days, 64. THE DAY OF HOLY REST. I. M. W. God spoke and thro' the gloom profound He breathed-and all the earth around |