BOOK V.

TIMES, AND SEASONS, AND

OCCASIONS.

SECTION I.

(p. 423.)

PUBLIC OCCASIONS.

SECTION II.

(p. 524.)

PRIVATE OCCASIONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES.

1 ANOTHER six days' work is done,
Another Sabbath is begun;

Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest;
Improve the day that God hath blest.

2 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense, to the skies,

And draw from Heaven that sweet repose, Which none but he that feels it knows!

3 This heavenly calm, within the breast,
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest,
Which for the church of God remains,
The end of cares, the end of pains.

4 In holy duties let the day

In holy pleasures-pass away;
How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end!

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L. M.

Sabbath Morning.

J. Q. ADAMS.

1 HARK! 'tis the holy temple's bell;
The voice that summons me to prayer:
My heart, each roving fancy quell;
Come, to the house of God repair.

2 There, while, in orison sublime,

Souls to the throne of God ascend, Let no unhallowed child of time

Profane pollutions with them blend.

3 How for thy wants canst thou implore,
Crave for thy frailties pardon free,
Of praise the votive tribute pour,
Ör bend, in thanks, the grateful knee,

4 If, from the awful King of kings,

Each bawble lures thy soul astray? If to this dust of earth it clings,

And, fickle, flies from heaven away?

5 Pure as the blessed seraph's vow,
O, let the sacred concert rise;
Intent with humble rapture bow,
Adore the Ruler of the skies.

6 Bid earth-born atoms all depart;
Within thyself collected, fall;
And give one day, rebellious heart,
Unsullied to the Lord of all.

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537

C. M.

Sabbath Morning.

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CHANDLER,

From the Breviary.

1 NOW Morning lifts her dewy veil,
With new-born blessings crowned;
O, haste we, then, her light to hail,
In courts of holy ground.

2 But Christ, triumphant o'er the grave,
Shines more divinely bright;
O, sing we, then, his power to save,
And walk we in his light.

3 When from the swaddling bands of shade
Sprang forth the world so fair,
In robes of brilliancy arrayed,

O, what a power was there!

4 When He, who gave his guiltless Son,
A guilty world to spare,
Restored to life the Holy One,

O, what a love was there!

5 Still, as the morning rays return,
To pious souls 'tis given
In fancy's mirror to discern

The radiant domes of heaven.

6 But, now that our eternal Sun
Hath shed his beams abroad,
In him we see the Holy One,
And mount at once to God.