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Oh ! lead my spirit far away,

From evil haunts of human-kind; Withdraw it from the fragile clay,

In which Thou hast its light enshrined. Let not Thy servant pass unblest,

From mercy's hallowed dwelling-place; There, when my frailties are confest, Give me assurance of Thy grace.

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THE FOUNT OF HEALTH.
Wearily with pinion trailing,

Droops the soul by labor spent;
Then the Sabbath comes unveiling

Comfort which our God has sent.
To the fount of health returning,

O my soul, uplift thy wing;
Unto God pour out thy yearning,

Unto Him thy praises sing.
Rise my soul on mighty pinion,

Praise th' Eternal gratefully,
Earth o’er thee holds not dominion,

While the Sabbath strives for Thee.

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GOD IS MY SALVATION. God is my help, my guardian kind,

In Him I trust without misgiving, My shield, my strength in Him I find;

And when in sad affliction living, He lifts the burden from my mind. God is my triumph and my praise, My joy, my hope in ev'ry phase.

Our longing will be gratified

Here at salvation's gushing fountain; The light with its effulgent tide,

Which radiates the vale and mountain, Is from our God, Jeshurun's Pride. Lo! throughout time and throughout space His deeds attest His loving grace. The Sabbath-rest, so good and sweet,

The mind with freshness is supplying;
Filling the heart with comfort meet,

Each blessing newly fortifying,
With rapture we thy presence greet.
All hail to thee, O blissful day,
We sing thy praise in gladsome lay.

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Sabbath joy again draws nigh,

Heaven's grace expressing;
Hearts to lift in pray’r on high,

Peace its sacred blessing.
Sabbath leads from tempests wild,

Earth's confusion quelling,
Back again, the weary child,

To the Father's dwelling.

From the heart, by grief oppressed,

May the weight be lifted;
Here is peace, yea, here is rest,

Hope the cloud has rifted.
Hast thou strayed from God, and erred

Through earth's war and striving ?
Breathe devotion's mighty word,

Sabbath peace reviving.

Sabbath, o'er the clam'rous strife,

Send thy message ringing; Come to every home and life,

Peace, thy best gift, bringing. Light or shadow, joy or pain,

Life's brief day dividingAll is well, so we attain

Sabbath peace abiding.

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THE WORD OF GOD,

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THY SACRED TEACHING.

We come with reverential fear,
O Lord, Thy precious word to hear,

Enlightenment beseeching,
Our hearts from all distractions free,
And let our minds receptive be

Unto Thy sacred teaching.

My heart with deep devotion filled,
Refreshed and strengthened, quickened,

thrilled,
Would offer its thanksgiving;
And, as my lips proclaimed Thy praise,
Now let my doings and my ways

Praise Thee with righteous living.

H.-I. S. M.

THE PRECIOUS WORD.

We thank Thee for that precious word,
The truth, Thou hast on us conferred,

It is salvation's portal.

Thy precepts answer every need,
Through peaceful pastures, Lord they lead,

To light and life immortal.

H.-I. S. M.

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THE REFRESHING WORD.
As rain upon the parched ground,
So Thine refreshing words we found,

To wake the seeds of duty.
Oh may they live and fruitage bear,
In hearts that seek with earnest care,

Thy holiness and beauty.

H.-I. S. M.

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TURN, OH MY SOUL.
Turn, oh my soul, away,

To-day from earthly things,
And grasp the staff and stay

God's teaching ever brings.
Time rolls and ages flee,

All things of earth must wane,
God's word will e're remain
To all eternity.

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FREEDOM AND LIGHT.
Like spring-time's vernal hour

Blossoms Thy word for me ;
Through it's enlightning power

My soul finds liberty.
Oh may I understand

Its bondage breaking might,
Go forth at Thy command

Into more perfect light.

H.-I. S. M.

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THE TENT OF PEACE.

Here in our midst God planted

Truth's sacred tent of peace,
His grace to us has granted

A light which ne'er shall cease.
Light brightning life's dark myst'ry,

While earth her cycles wreathes,
And with whose wond 'rous hist’ry

God's conquering spirit breathes.

H.-I. S. M.

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LORD OF THE WORLD.

Lord of the world we bless Thy name!
Thou bad'st us o'er the earth proclaim,
And bear to man, whate’er his state,
The promise of Thy wisdom great.
Praise waits upon the spirit's toil,
Enlightenment, the priestly oil.
Then o'er my heart Thy wisdom pour,
That I may serve Thee evermore.

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IN DEEP HUMILITY. In deep humility I bend,

To hear Thy words' divine command. Oft did my sins Thy love offend.

I deeply mourn their marring brand. The errors that my soul enshroud

Pierce with the radiance of Thy light, That by Thy word with grace endowed,

I walk renewed, Lord, in Thy sight.

H.-I. S. M.

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