1 The Sunday school, that blessed place,
O, I would rather stay
Within its walls a child of grace,
Than spend my hours to play.
Chorus:
The Sunday-school, the Sunday-school,
O, 'tis the place I love,
For there I learn the golden rule,
Which leads to joys above.
2 'Tis there I learn that Jesus died
For sinners such as I;
O, what has all the world beside,
That I should prize so high? [Chorus]
3 Then let our grateful tribute rise,
And songs of praise be given
To him who dwells above the skies,
For such a blessing given. [Chorus]
4 And welcome then the Sunday-school,
We'll read, and sing, and pray
That we may keep the golden rule,
And never from it stray. [Chorus]
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First Line: | The Sunday-school, that blessed place |
Title: | The Sunday-school |
Refrain First Line: | The Sunday-school, the Sunday-school |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1867 |
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Name: | [The Sunday-school, that blessed place] |
Key: | A Major |