1 All the week we spend
Full of childish bliss,
Every changing scene
Brings its happiness;
Yet our joys would not be full,
Had we not the Sabbath School,
Yet our joys would not be full
Had we not the Sabbath School.
2 Lovely is the dawn
Of each rising day;
Lovliest the morn
Of the Sabbath day;
Then our youthful hearts are full
Of the precious Sabbath School,
Then our youthful hearts are full
Of the precious Sabbath School.
3 To our happy ears
Blessed news is brought;
Tidings of the work
Love divine has wrought;
Gracious news and merciful;
How we love the Sabbath School,
Gracious news and merciful;
How we love the Sabbath School.
Writer of hymns and editor of hymnal; member of firm, T.B. & E.L. White, booksellers and stationers at Newburyport, Mass.; moved to New Bedford, Mass. where he was cashier of the National Bank of Commerce Go to person page >
Display Title: The Sabbath SchoolFirst Line: All the week we spendTune Title: HUMBERAuthor: Thomas B. WhiteMeter: 55.55.77Source: Union Hymns, Revised (Philadelphia: American Sunday School Union, 1835)
It looks like you are using an ad-blocker. Ad revenue helps keep us running.
Please consider white-listing Hymnary.org or getting Hymnary Pro
to eliminate ads entirely and help support Hymnary.org.