574 | Church Book#575 | 576 |
Text: | Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love |
Author: | Doddridge |
Tune: | BRYANT |
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,
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.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love |
Author: | Doddridge (1755, a.) |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1890 |
Topic: | Death and Eternity: Heaven |
Notes: | Alternate tune: #199 or #255 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | BRYANT |
Meter: | L. M. |
Key: | E♭ Major |
Notes: | Composer from index: From Dr. J. W. Clarke, 1836 |