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The Lord's Day MENDEBRAS 7. 6. 7. 6. D.

German Melody Arr. by Lowell Mason, 1839

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THE dawn of God's dear Sabbath

Breaks o'er the earth again,
As some sweet summer morning

After a night of pain;
It comes as cooling showers

To some exhausted land,
As shade of clustered palm-trees

'Mid weary wastes of sand. 2 Lord, we would bring for offering,

Though marred with earthly soil,
A week of earnest labor,

Of steady, faithful toil;
Fair fruits of self-denial,

Of strong, deep love to Thee,
Fostered by Thine own Spirit

In our humility

3 And we would bring our burden

Of sinful thought and deed,
In Thy pure presence kneeling,

From bondage to be freed;
Our hearts' most bitter sorrow

For all Thy work undone, -
So many talents wasted,

So few bright laurels won.
4 O Lord, forgive and strengthen:

May we for evermore
Upon Thy peaceful Sabbath

Thy blessed name adore;
Until in joy and gladness

We reach that home at last,
Where life's short week of sorrow

And sin and strife is past,
Ada Cambridge Cross, 1866, alt. and arr,

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Copyright, by the Trustees of the Presbyterian Board of Publication and Sabbath School Work, 1896

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5 This is the first of days:

Send forth Thy quickening breath,
And wake dead souls to love and praise,
O Vanquisher of death!

John Ellerton, 1867

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