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5 This day be grateful homage paid,
And loud hosannas sung;
And praise on every tongue.
To hail this happy morn;
On nations yet unborn.
Isaiah lvi. 7.
O thou afflicted, come;
He makes that house His home. 2 Come to the house of praise,
Ye who are happy now;
Your knees together bow. 3 Ye aged, hither come,
For ye have felt His love;
Your lips forget to move.
Your cheerful anthems raise ;
Who gives the power to praise. 5 Thou, whose benignant eye
In mercy looks on all;
And hear'st the mourner's call; 6 Up to Thy dwelling-place,
Bear our frail spirits on,
And heaven on earth be won.
Isaiah lviii. 13. 148th M.
COTTERELL'S COL 1
And hail this sacred day;
Your joyful homage pay;
The type of heaven's eternal rest. 2 On this auspicious morn
The Lord of life. arose,
And vanquished all our foes :
And reaps the fruit of all His love. 3 All hail, triumphant Lord !
Heaven with hosannas rings ;
Thy praise responsive sings;
Through endless years to live and reign. 4 Great King, gird on Thy sword ;
Ascend Thy conquering car;
Maintain the glorious war:
John xv. 26.
To Thee for help we cry,
of dark mortality.
Or tongues of various tone;
Thy praises to proclaim
3 We mourn not that prophetic skill
Is found on earth no more ; Enough for us to trace Thy will
In scripture's sacred lore.
4 No heavenly harpings soothe our ear,
No mystic dreams we share ;
And bless Thee in our prayer.
5 When tongues shall cease, and power
decay, And knowledge empty prove, Do Thou Thy trembling servants stay
With faith, with hope, with love.
773 Rev. 1.10.
1 REAT Creator, who this day
From Thy perfect work didst rest;
This day given to heaven alone.
The dark prison of the tomb,
3 Blessed Spirit, Comforter,
Sent this day from Christ on high ;
John xx. 26. C. M. ELLIOTT'S SEL: 1 LEST day of God, most calm, most
The first and best of days;
A day of joyful praise.
His rising thee did raise ;
Beyond the common days.
For, Lord, the day is Thine:
Its blessing shall be mine.
Mal. iv. 2. L. M. C.E 1 Theisen glorious Sun of Righteousness,
on high to set Shine on us now, to heal and bless
With brighter beams than e'er before. 2 Shine on the temples of Thy grace;
In holy robes Thy priests be clad;
And make Thy chosen people glad.
Drink thou, my soul, the orient light,
The eternal day which knows no night. 776
Matt. xil. 8. C. M. S. WESLEY, Jun. 1 LOMDconcert with the blest,
ORD of the Sabbath, Thee we praise Who, joyful, in harmonious lays Employ an endless rest.
2 On this glad day a brighter scene
Of glory was displayed,
The universe was made.
With grief and pain extreme: "Twas great to speak a world from nought,
'Twas greater to redeem. 1977 Mark xvi. 2—6.
ORN of morns, and day of days,
Christ, the Light of lights, hath risen. 2 While the dead world sleeps around,
Let the sacred temples sound;
Lit with holy light so calm.
Let the heavenly trumpet speak;
New ways mark the newly born. 4 Grant us this, and with us be,
Fountain of all charity,
Bidding the dead letters live. 5 Equal praise to Father, Son,
And to Thee, the Holy One,
778 Matt. xiv. 23.
. . . 188.8.131.52.
C.E1 \HE Sabbath day has reached its close,
Yet, Saviour, ere I seek repose,
Smile on my evening hour.