2 Lord! may we still remember thee,
And more in knowledge grow;
Oh! may we more of glory see,
While waiting here below.

3 On this blest day, a brighter scene
Of glory was displayed,

By God, th' eternal Word, than when
This universe was made.

4 He rises, who our souls hath bought
With blood, and grief, and pain :

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'Twas great-to speak the world from nought,-'T was greater to redeem.

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HYMN 501, L. M.

The Lord's Day.

HIS day the Lord hath called his own;-
Oh! let us then his praise declare,

Fix our desires on him alone,

And seek his face, with fervent prayer.

2 Lord! in thy love, would we rejoice,
That bids the burdened soul be free;
And, with united heart and voice,

Devote these sacred hours to thee.
3 Now let the world's delusive things

No more our groveling thoughts employ;
But faith be taught to stretch her wings,
In search of heaven's unfailing joy.

4 Oh! let these earthly Sabbaths, Lord!
Be to our lasting welfare blest;
The purest comfort here afford,
And fit us for eternal rest.

HYMN 502, 10s.

The Sabbath, a holy Rest.

AGAIN the day returns of holy rest,

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Which, when he made the world, Jehovah
When, like his own, he bade our labors cease,
And all be piety, and all be peace.

2 Let us devote this consecrated day
To learn his will, and all we learn obey;
So shall he hear, when fervently we raise
Our supplications, and our songs of praise.

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HYMN 503, C. M.

The Sacrifice of the Heart.

WHEN, as returns this solemn day,

Man comes to meet his God,

What rites-what honors shall he pay?
How spread his praise abroad?

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Shall clouds of incense rise?

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And gems, and gold, and garlands deck
The costly sacrifice?

3 Vain, sinful man!--creation's Lord
Thine offerings well may spare

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But give thy heart-and thou shalt find,
That God will hear thy prayer.

HYMN 504, 7s and 6s.
Sabbath Contemplations.

1 LORD of the vast creation,
Support of worlds unknown,
Desire of every nation!

Behold us at thy throne;
We come, for mercy crying
Through thine atoning blood;
And, on thy grace relying,

We seek each promised good.

2 We bless the condescension,

That brought thee down to earth;
Of which the seers made mention,
Who prophesied thy birth:
We celebrate the glory,

That marked thy wondrous way,

And own the joyful story,

That claims this hallowed day.

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Be known through every land,
And men, in every station,
Obey thy great command?

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In God's own Son believing,
From sin may they be free;
And gospel grace receiving,
Find life and peace in thee.

HYMN 505, L. M.

The Close of the Sabbath.

ANOTHER day has passed along,

And we are nearer to the tomb,-
Nearer to join the heavenly song,

Or hear the last eternal doom.

2 Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve,

And soft the sunbeams lingering there; For these blest hours, the world I leave,

Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 3 The time--how lovely and how still;

Peace shines and smiles on all below,The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill, All fair with evening's setting glow.

4 Season of rest! the tranquil soul

Feels the sweet calm, and melts to love;
And, while these sacred moments roll,
Faith sees a smiling heaven above.

5 Nor will our days of toil be long,
Our pilgrimage will soon be trod;
And we shall join the ceaseless song,-
The endless Sabbath of our God.

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HYMN 506, C. M.

Evening of the Lord's Day.

FREQUENT the day of God returns,
To shed its quickening beams;
And yet how slow devotion burns!
How languid are its flames!

2 Accept our faint attempts to love,
Our frailties, Lord! forgive;
We would be like thy saints above,
And praise thee while we live.

3 Increase, O Lord! our faith and hope,
And fit us to ascend,

Where the assembly ne'er breaks up,
The Sabbath ne'er shall end:-

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4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air,

With heavenly lustre shine,
Before the throne of God appear,

And feast on love divine :

5 Where we, in high seraphic strains,
Shall all our powers employ;
Delighted range th' ethereal plains,
And take our fill of joy.

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HYMN 507, C. M.

Lord's Day Evening.

af 1 WHEN, O dear Jesus! when shall I

Behold thee all-serene;

Blest in perpetual Sabbath day,
Without a veil between?

2 Assist me while I wander here,
Amidst a world of cares

Incline my heart to pray with love,
And then accept my prayers.

3 Spare me, my God! Oh! spare the soul
That gives itself to thee;
Take all that I possess below,
And give thyself to me.

4 Thy Spirit, O my Father! give
To be my guide and friend,
To light my path to ceaseless joys,
Where Sabbaths never end.

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SANCTUARY.

HYMN 508, S. M.

The Mercy Seat.

HOW charming is the place,
Where my Redeemer God
Unveils the glories of his face,
And sheds his love abroad!

2 Not the fair palaces,

To which the great resort,

Are once to be compared with this,
Where Jesus holds his court.

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3 Here, on the mercy seat,

With radiant glory crowned,
Our joyful eyes behold thee sit,
And smile on all around.

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Each humble soul presents;
Oh! listen to our broken sighs,
And grant us all our wants.

5 Give us, O Lord! a place,
Within thy blest abode,

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Among the children of thy grace,-
The servants of our God.

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HYMN 509, C. M.

The Glory of Zion.

OW honorable is the place,
Where we adoring stand;
Zion!-the glory of the earth,
And beauty of the land!

2 Bulwarks of mighty grace defend
The city where we dwell;
The walls, of strong salvation made,
Defy th' assaults of hell.

3 Lift up the everlasting gates,
The doors wide open fling;
Enter, ye nations that obey
The statutes of our King!

4 Here shall you taste unmingled joys,
And live in perfect peace,-

You that have known Jehovah's name,
And ventured on his grace.

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And banish all your fears:

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Strength, in the Lord Jehovah, dwells,
Eternal as his years.

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HYMN 510, L. M.

The Church, the Palace of God.

APPY the church, thou sacred place,
The seat of thy Creator's grace!

Thy holy courts are his abode,
Thou earthly palace of our God!