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0 Day of Rest and Gladness.
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i'd in tune,  ing "Ho - ly, ho - ly, ho- ly,"  To the grat God Tn-tone.
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3 To-day on weary nations
The heavenly manna falls
To holy convocations
The   ver trumpet calls,
Where gw   l light is glowLig
With pure and radiant beams,
And living water flowing
Withsoulrefestn  treas.L
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4 New graces ever gaining
From this our day of of rest
We reach the rest remaiing
To epirit of the blest;
To Holy Ghost be prases,
To Father, and to Son;
The church her voice upralses
To thee, blest Three in One.
In Heavenly Love AbidinA.
PFrif or Semnd Tuan.
ling,        2 Wherever He may guide me,       3 Green pastures are before me.
shall fear     No want shall turn me back;       Which yet I have not seen;
iding,         My Shepherd is beside me,         Bright skies will soon be o'er awl
here.          And nothing can I lack.           Where darkest clouds have bee.
without me,    Uis wisdom ever waketh.           My hope I cannot measure.
Slaid,         Hi ight is never d,               Mypathto fife is free,
nit me,        He knows the way He taketh,       My Savior has my treasur
ed?            And I will walk with Him.         And He will walk with n.
rom Greenland's Icy Mountains.
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icy mountain, From India's coral strand
on-ny fount-ama       (Omit.)          Roll down their golden san; From  mny an
many a palm-y plain, They call usto ds - fiv - r Their land from error's cn.
4 Waft. waft, ye winds, His atory.
And you, ye waters, roll,
Ti l, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole:
Till o'er our ransomed nature
Th be    foir inneres sain.
,edeseer, K    , Creator.
Inblis rms    to reigi.
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