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Text: | Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love |
Author: | Doddridge |
1 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love,
But there's a nobler rest above:
To that our longing souls aspire,
With cheerful 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 warble from immortal tongues.
3 No rude alarms of raging foes,
No cares to break the long repose,
No midnight shade, no clouded sun,
But sacred, high, eternal noon.
4 Soon shall that glorious day begin,
Beyond this world of death and sin;
Soon shall our voices join the song
Of the triumphant, holy throng.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love |
Author: | Doddridge |
Meter: | L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Topic: | The Christian Church: The Sabbath; The Earthly and Heavenly Sabbath |