The Sabbath of the Lord,
The Sabbath is our day,
For then we read and hear God's word,
We learn to praise and pray.
Ours is the Sunday school,
Its lessons may we prize,
And grow by every gospel rule
Unto salvation wise.
So all our lives below,
In Wisdom's pleasant ways,
The fruits of Sunday schools shalt show,
The bliss of Sabbath days.
Lord of the Sabbath, send
Prosperity and peace,
Till tasks and teaching here shall end,
Tongues fail, and knowledge cease.
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Then heaven itself shall be
One Sunday school above;
An undisturb'd eternity
One Sabbath day of love.
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James Montgomery (b. Irvine, Ayrshire, Scotland, 1771; d. Sheffield, Yorkshire, England, 1854), the son of Moravian parents who died on a West Indies mission field while he was in boarding school, Montgomery inherited a strong religious bent, a passion for missions, and an independent mind. He was editor of the Sheffield Iris (1796-1827), a newspaper that sometimes espoused radical causes. Montgomery was imprisoned briefly when he printed a song that celebrated the fall of the Bastille and again when he described a riot in Sheffield that reflected unfavorably on a military commander. He also protested against slavery, the lot of boy chimney sweeps, and lotteries. Associated with Christians of various persuasions, Montgomery supported missio… Go to person page >
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