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Earth’s busy sounds and ceaseless din
Wake not this morning air!
A holy calm should welcome in
This solemn hour of prayer.
Now peace, be still, unhallowed care,
And hushed within the breast!
A holy joy should welcome there
This happy day of rest.
Each better thought the spirit knows,
This hour, the spirit fill!
And Thou, from whom its being flows,
O, teach it all Thy will!
Then shall this day, which God hath blest,
Hallow life’s every hour.
Ans bear us to our better rest,
Eternal, perfect, sure.
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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