The Voice of Praise ‎#535

535. Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love

1 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love,
But there's a nobler rest above:
To that our longing souls aspire,
With cheerful hope and strong desire.

2 No more fatigue, no more distress,
Nor sin nor death shall reach the place:
No groans shall mingle with the songs
That warble from immortal tongues.

3 No rude alarms of raging foes,
No cares to break the long repose,
No midnight shade, no clouded sun,
But sacred, high, eternal noon.

4 Soon shall that glorious day begin,
Beyond this world of death and sin;
Soon shall our voices join the song
Of the triumphant, holy throng.

Text Information

• First Line: Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love
• Author: Doddridge
• Meter: L. M.
• Publication Date: 1873
• Topic: The Christian Church: The Sabbath; The Earthly and Heavenly Sabbath

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