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And earth draws near to heaven!
2 Lord, in Thy sacred hour,
Within Thy courts we bend;
Our Father and our Friend.
3 But Thou art not alone
In courts by mortals trod; Nor only is the day Thine own
When crowds adore their God;
4 Thy temple is the arch
Of yon unmeasured sky;
Of vast eternity.
5 Lord, may a holier day
Dawn on Thy servants' sight;
Of pure unclouded light.
Stephen G, Bulfinch, 1832
God has brought us on our way;
Waiting in His courts to-day; Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest. 2 While we pray for pardoning grace,
Through the dear Redeemer's name, Show Thy reconciled face;
Take away our sin and shame; From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in Thee.
3 Here we come Thy name to praise,
Let us feel Thy presence near; May Thy glory meet our eyes,
While we in Thy house appear: Here afford us, Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting feast. 4 May Thy gospel's joyful sound
Conquer sinners, comfort saints; May the fruits of grace abound,
Bring relief for all complaints: Thus may all our Sabbaths prove Till we join the Church above.
John Newton, 1774: alt.
But pass not from us with the sun, True Light that lightinest
1 UR day of praise is done,
The evening shadows fall;
True Light that lightenest all.
Where night can never be,
Bring ceaseless hymns to Thee.
Too soon of praise we tire;
Of that eternal choir!
If Thou attune the heart,
May bear our lower part.
Each wayward thought reclaim,
Of glory to Thy name.
Shall come the glorious end;
In perfect praise shall blend.
John Ellerton, 1868, 71
5 Yet one prayer more, and be it one
In which both heaven and earth accord;
James Montgomery, 1841