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Come, dearest Lord, and bless this day,
Come bear our thoughts from earth away:
Now let our noblest passions rise
With ardour to their native skies.
Come, holy Spirit, all divine,
With rays of light upon us shine ;
And let our waiting souls be blest
On this sweet day of sacred rest.
Then when our sabbaths here are o'er,
And we arrive on Canaan's shore,
With all the ransomed we shall spend
A sabbath which shall never end.
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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HURSLEY
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1774,1855
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| # 577 | No key | | # 20 | No key | | # 15 | F | | # 412 | F | | # 302 | F | | # 942 | F | | # 24 | F | | # 333 | F | | # 541 | F |
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