460 ~ How Sweet the Light
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How sweet the light of Sabbath eve! How soft the sunbeams lingering there! For these blest hours the world I leave, Wafted on wings of faith and prayer.
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Season of rest! the tranquil soul Feels the sweet calm, and melts in love; And while these sacred moments roll, Faith sees a smiling heaven above.
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Nor will our days of toil be long; Our pilgrimage will soon be trod; And we shall join the ceaseless song, The endless Sabbath of our God.