Hymns for Second Advent Believers 116
SABBATH HYMNS
1HAIL, peaceful morn, thy dawn I hail,
How do thy hours my mind regale
With feasts of heavenly joy;
Nor can I half thy blessings name,
Which kindle in my soul a flame,
And all my powers employ.
2How shall I best improve thy hours?
Lord on me shed in copious showers
Thy Spirit, and thy grace;
That when thy sacred courts I tread,
My soul may eat the heavenly bread,
And sing Jehovah's praise.
3Thou hallow'd season of repose,
Thou balm to soothe the throbbing woes,
Of this care-stricken breast;
Thy sacred hours I'll ever greet,
And with the faithful will I meet,
To taste thy holy rest.
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- Chardon (Hymns and Tunes 1886 #235)
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