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1493 HYMNS.^ [PART
| 2 When the morn shall bid us rise,
|i May we feel thy presence near!
|i May thy glory meet our eyes,
|j When we in thy house appear !
|j There, afford us, Lord, a taste
11 Of our everlasting feast.
I| 3 May thy gospel’s joyful sound
[j Conquer sinners, comfort saints;
[ Make the fruits of grace abound,
) Bring relief for all complaints:
j! Thus may all our sabbaths prove,
i Till we join the church above !
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A Hymn for the Lord's Day Morning.
; 1 ANOTHER six days’ work is done,
[ Another Sabbath is begun;
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
| Improve the day thy God has bless’d.
2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns
| So sweet a rest to wearied minds ;
[ Provides an antepast of heav’n,
And gives this day the food of sev’n.
I 3 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise,
■ As grateful incense, to the skies ;
■ And draw from heav’n that sweet repose.
Which none, but he that feels it, knows.
4 This heav’nly calm, within the breast.
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest,
Which for the church of God remains,
The end of cares, the end of pains.
5 With joy, great God, thy works we view.
In various scenes both old and new ;
With praise, we think on mercies past.
With hope, we future pleasures taste.