CCCXXIV. The eternal Sabbath

1 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love,
But there's a nobler rest above;
To that our longing souls aspire,
With ardent pangs of strong desire.

2 No more fatigue, no more distress;
Nor sin nor hell shall reach the place;
No groans to mingle with the songs,
Which warble from immortal tongues.

3 No rude alarms of raging foes;
No cares to break our long repose;
No midnight shade, no clouded sun,
Obscures the lustre of thy throne.

4 Around thy throne, grant we may meet,
And give us but the lowest seat;
We'll shout thy praise, and join the songs
Of the triumphant, holy throng.

Text Information
First Line: Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love
Title: The eternal Sabbath
Publication Date: 1799
Meter: L. M.
Topic: Eternal Sabbath
Language: English
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