#244My Sabbath Home

Sweet Sab-bath School! once dear to me, Than fair-est pal-ace dome, My heart e'er turns with Here first my will-ing heart, the way of life was shown; Here first I sought the Here Je-sus stood with me, The voice, Oh! treat-ed me; And now my cho-sen

The peace that once I felt there, Will nev-er be for-got-ten; The glow-ing love that filled my heart, The joy that made it bright-en; The words of truth that touched my soul, The songs of praise a-scend-ing.

My teach-er's voice I hear a-gain, So gen-tle and so kind; The les-sons that she used to teach, Come fresh-ly to my mind; The pray-ers she breathed for me, The coun-sel true and ten-der.

Though years have passed since then a-way, And I am far from home; Yet still I love that sa-cred place, Where first I learned to pray; And when life's toils and cares are o'er, And I shall go to rest.