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Lord of the Sabbath and its light,
I hail Thy hallowed day of rest;
It is my weary soul’s delight,
The solace of my careworn breast.
O sacred day of peace and joy,
Thy hours are ever dear to me;
Ne’er may a sinful thought destroy
The holy calm I find in thee.
How sweetly now they glide along!
How hallowed is the calm they yield!
Transporting is their rapturous song,
And heav’nly visions seem revealed.
O Jesus, let me ever hail
Thy presence with the day of rest;
Then will Thy servant never fail,
To deem Thy Sabbath doubly blest.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.) extended
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Dates:
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c1810
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 12:8;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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PARK STREET
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 8
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1810
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 124 | No key | | # 201 | G |
echo ' | ';
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Hymn Writer
