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The morning light is breaking
Thee will I bless, O Lord, my God
The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied
The fading leaf--an emblem fit
The seraphs bright are hovering
Thy name, Almighty Lord [God], shall sound
The morning flowers display their sweets
The Savior calls, let every ear attend
The pity of the Lord
Thou great Instructor, lest I stray
The praises of my tongue
There is a path that leads to God, All others go astray
Thou art my portion, O my God
The man is ever blest [blessed] who shuns the sinner's ways
The morn of life how fair and gay!
The leaves around me falling
The Spirit in our hearts
The Lord is my Shepherd, how happy am I!
The leaves around me falling
The clock has struck, I cannot stay
The flock he loves to trace
Thus far we're spared again to meet
The peace which God alone reveals
Thou, sore oppressed, the sabbath-rest
The freshly blooming flowers
The world their fancied pearl may crave
The Sabbath-school's a place of prayer
Thou source of every good
The pity of the Lord
There is an hour of hallowed peace
The offerings to thy throne which rise
Thus far we're spared again to meet
Thou great Instructor, lest I stray
Thou Source of every good
There is a land above
The lilies of the field, That quickly fade away
Thou art the WAY--to thee alone
The pity of the Lord
The Bible! 'tis a book divine
There is a path that leads to God
The Saviour calls--let every ear
The birthday of the Sabbath-school
The Sabbath-school's a place of prayer
There is a grassy bed
The seraphs bright are hovering
The rolling year! the rolling year!
The short-lived day declines in haste
Thus far the Lord has led me on
Thy praises, gracious Lord
"Thy will be done!" In devious ways the hurrying stream of life may run

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