1 Frequent the day of God returns
To shed its quick'ning beams;
And yet how slow devotion burns!
How languid are its flames!
2 Accept my faint attempts to love,
My frailties, Lord forgive;
I would be like thy saints above,
And praise thee while I live.
3 Assist me while i wander here,
Amidst a world of cares:
Incline my heart to pray with love,
And then accept my pray'rs.
4 Release my soul from every chain,
No more hell's captive led;
And pardon a repenting child,
For whom the Saviour bled.
5 Spare me, my God, O spare the soul
That gives itself to thee;
Take all that I possess below,
And give thy face to see.
6 Thy spirit, O my Father, give,
To be my guide and friend,
To light my ways to ceaseless joys,
To Sabbaths without end.
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First Line: | Frequent the day of God returns |
Title: | A Hymn for the Evening of the Lord's day |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Topic: | Sabbath |