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MOST of the music in this collection is COPY-RIGHT PROPERTY. It must not be used in any other collection without special permission. No application will avail to either the compiler or the publishers of the "Songs for THE SANCTUARY," or "SONGS OF THE CHURCH." Any request of this sort will have to be addressed to the various owners of the tunes, or of the works from which this selection has been most expensively made.

SONGS FOR THE SANCTUARY.

SABBATH. 7s. 6L.

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1 THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, But there's a nobler rest above; To that our longing souls aspire, With cheerful hope and strong desire. 2 No more fatigue, no more distress,

Nor sin nor death shall reach the place;
No groans shall mingle with the songs
That warble from immortal tongues.
3 No rude alarms of raging foes,

No cares to break the long repose,
No midnight shade, no clouded sun,
But sacred, high, eternal noon.
4 O long-expected day, begin!

3.

Dawn on these realms of woe and sin; Fain would we leave this weary road, And sleep in death to rest with God.

Ephesians, 3: 19.

1 COME, gracious Lord, descend and dwell,
By faith and love, in every breast;
Then shall we know, and taste, and feel
The joys that cannot be expressed.

2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlargéd souls possess,

And learn the height, and breadth, and length

Of thine eternal love and grace. 3 Now to the God whose power can do More than our thoughts and wishes know, Be everlasting honors done,

By all the church, through Christ his Son.

4.

1 My opening eyes with rapture see
The dawn of thy returning day;
My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee,
While thus my early vows I pay.

2 Oh, bid this trifling world retire,
And drive each carnal thought away;
Nor let me feel one vain desire-
One sinful thought through all the day.
3 Then, to thy courts when I repair,
My soul shall rise on joyful wing,
The wonders of thy love declare,
And join the strains which angels sing,

5.

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1 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.

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.

3 Season of rest! the tranquil soul
Feels the sweet calm, and melts to love;
And while these sacred moments roll,
Faith sees the smiling heaven above.
4 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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