Text: | Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love |
Author: | Philip Doddridge |
Tune: | LOWELL |
Composer: | Dimitri S. Bortniansky |
1 Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love;
But there's a nobler rest above;
Thy servants to that rest aspire
With ardent 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 dwell upon immortal tongues.
3 No rude alarms of raging foes;
No cares to break our long repose;
No midnight shade, no clouded sun,
But sacred, high, eternal noon.
4 O long-expected day, begin!
Dawn on these realms of woe and sin!
Fain would we leave this weary road,
And sleep in death, to rest with God.
Amen.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love |
Author: | Philip Doddridge (1755) |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1899 |
Topic: | Heaven: Rest in; Sabbath |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | LOWELL |
Composer: | Dimitri S. Bortniansky |
Meter: | L. M. |