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Angels, roll the rock away

Meter: Irregular Appears in 496 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Angels, roll the rock away, Death, yield up the mighty prey: See! he rises from the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. Hallelujah. 2 'Tis the Savior, Angels, raise Fame's eternal trump of praise; Let the earth's remotest bound Hear the joy-inspiring sound. Hallelujah. 3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes, Now to glory see him rise, In long triumph up the sky, Up to waiting worlds on high. Hallelujah. 4 Heaven displays her portals wide, Glorious hero, through them ride; King of glory, mount thy throne, Thy great Father's and thy own. Hallelujah! 5 Praise him all ye heavenly choirs, Praise, and sweep your golden lyres; Shout, O earth, in rapturous song, Let the strains be sweet and strong. Hallelujah. 6 Every note with wonder swell, Sin o'erthrown, and captiv'd hell; Where is hell's once dreaded king! Where, O death, thy mortal sting! Hallelujah
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Another six days' work is done

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 449 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Another six day's work is done, Another Sabbath is begun; Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest; Improve the day thy God hath bless'd. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds; Provides an antepast of Heaven, And gives this day the food of seven. 3 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense, to the skies; And draw from heaven that sweet repose Which none, but he that feels it, knows. 4 This heavenly calm within the breast, Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, Which for the Church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains. 5 With joy, great God, thy works we view, In various scenes both old and new; With praise, we think on mercies past, With hope, we future pleasures taste. 6 In holy duties let the day In holy pleasures, pass away: How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end!

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