5 To-day on weary nations

The heavenly manna falls,
To holy convocations

The silver trumpet calls,
Where gospel-light is glowing

and radiant beams,
And living water flowing

With soul-refreshing streams.
6 May we, new graces gaining

From this our day of rest,
Attain the rest remaining

To spirits of the blest;
To Holy Ghost be praises,

To Father, and to Son;
The Church, her voice upraises
To Thee, blest Three in One.


1228 At the rising of the sun. —Mark 16. 2.

1 MHE dawn of God's own Sabbath
THE dawn of God's

own Sabbath
As some sweet summer morning

After a night of pain :
It comes as cooling showers

To some dry parchèd land,
As shade of clustered palm-trees

’Mid weary wastes of sand.
2 Blest day, when earthly sorrow

Is merged in heavenly joy,
And trial changed to blessing

That foes may not destroy;
When want is turned to fulness,

And weariness to rest;

And woe to wondrous rapture,

Upon the Saviour's breast.
3 Lord, we would bring for offering,

Though marred with earthly soil,
A week of earnest labour,

Of steady faithful toil ;
Fair fruits of self-denial,

Of strong, deep love to Thee,
Fostered by Thine own Spirit

In meek humility.
4 And we would bring our burden

Of sinful thought and deed,
In Thy pure presence kneeling,

From bondage to be freed;
Our heart's most bitter sorrow

For all Thy work undone,-
So many talents wasted,

So few bright laurels won. 5 So be it, Lord, for ever,

Yea, may we evermore,
In Thy most holy presence,

Thy blessed name adore:
Here, on this peaceful Sabbath,

Within these hallowed walls,
Type of the stainless worship

In Zion's golden halls;
6 There, when in joy and gladness

We reach that home at last;
When life's short week of sorrow,

And sin, and strife is past;
When angel-hands have gathered

The fair, ripe fruit for Thee,
O Father, Son, and Spirit,
Most Holy Trinity.



S.M. 1229

This is the day the Lord hath made.

Ps. 118. 24.
1 THIS is the day of light;

Let there be light to-day;
O Day-spring, rise upon our night

And chase its gloom away. 2 This is the day of rest;

Our failing strength renew;

brain and troubled breast
Shed Thou Thy freshening dew.
3 This is the day of peace;

Thy peace our spirits fill:
Bid Thou the noise 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.
6 This is the first of days :

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

J. ELLERTON. 1868.


1230 Praise waiteth for. Thee, O God, in Zion.

Ps. 65. 1.


HATThe day Divinely given,

When men to God their homage pay,

And earth draws near to heaven. 2 Lord, in this sacred hour, Within Thy courts we bend;

And bless Thy love, and own Thy power,

Our Father and our Friend.
But Thou art not alone

In courts by mortals trod;
Nor only is the day Thine own

When man draws near to God. 4

Thy temple is the arch

Of yon unmeasured sky:
Thy Sabbath the stupendous march

Of vast Eternity.
5 Lord, may that holier day

Dawn on Thy servants' sight;
And grant us in those courts to pray
Of pure unclouded light.

S. G. BULFINCHI. 1231 The sun was setting. —Luke 4. 40.

YOFTLY fades the twilight ray

Of the holy Sabbath day ;
Gently as life's setting sun

When the Christian's course is run.
2 Peace is on the world abroad;

'Tis the holy peace of God-
Symbol of the peace within

When the spirit rests from sin.
3 Still the Spirit lingers near

Where the evening worshipper
Seeks communion with the skies,

Pressing onward to the prize.
4 Saviour, may our Sabbaths be

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

S. F. SMITH. 1878,


1232 Abide with us ... the day is far spent.

Luke 24. 29.
SAVIOUR, abide with us ;

The day is now far gone;
We would obtain a blessing thus,

By coming to Thy throne.
2 We have not reached that land,

That happy land, as yet,
Where holy angels round Thee stand,

Where suns 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.

J. M. NEALE. 1843.

1233 In the temple praising and blessing God.

Luke 24. 53.

1 AVIOUR, again to Thy dear name we raise

With one accord our parting hymn of praise; We stand to bless Thee ere our worship cease;

Then, lowly kneeling, wait Thy word of peace. 2 Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way:

With Thee began, with Thee shall end the day; Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from

shame, That in this house have called upon Thy name. 3 Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming

night, Turn Thou for us its darkness into light; From harm and danger keep Thy children free, For dark and light are both alike to Thee.

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