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Joseph Barnby, 1869

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4 To-day on weary nations

The heavenly manna falls; To holy convocations

The silver trumpet calls, Where gospel light is glowing With pure and radiant beams, And living water flowing

With soul-refreshing streams.

5 New graces ever gaining
From this our day of rest,
We reach the rest remaining
To spirits of the blest.
To Holy Ghost be praises,
To Father, and to Son;
The Church her voice upraises
To Thee, blest Three in One.
Christopher Wordsworth, 1858

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Arr. by Lowell Mason, 1839

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3 Descend, celestial Dove,

With all Thy quickening powers; Disclose a Saviour's love,

And bless these sacred hours; Then shall my soul new life obtain, Nor Sabbaths e'er be spent in vain. "Hayward," in Dobell's "Selection," 1806

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