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[May be sung to 'AURELIA,' No. 454; or 'WORDSWORTH,' No. 470.]

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This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.'

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From thee, like Pisgah's mountain,
We view our promised land.

A day of sweet refection,

A day thou art of love,

A day of resurrection

From earth to things above.

4 To-day on weary nations
The heavenly manna falls;
To holy convocations

The silver trumpet calls,
Where gospel light is glowing
With pure and radiant beams,
And living water flowing

With soul-refreshing streams.

m 5 New graces ever gaining
From this our day of rest,
We reach 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.

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Amen.

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AIL, sacred day of earthly rest,
From toil and trouble free!
Hail, quiet spirit, bringing peace
And joy to me!

mp 2 A holy stillness, breathing calm
On all the world around,

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Uplifts my soul, O God, to Thee,
Where rest is found.

No sound of jarring strife is heard,

As weekly labours cease,

No voice but those that sweetly sing

Sweet songs of peace.

m 4 On all I think or say or do

A ray of light Divine

Is shed, O God, this day by Thee,
For it is Thine.

5 All earthly things appear to fade
As, rising high and higher,
The yearning voices strive to join
The heavenly choir.

mf 6 Accept, O God, my hymn of praise
That Thou this day hast given,
Sweet foretaste of that endless day
Of rest in heaven.

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