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The worship of this Sabbath morn
How sweetly it begins –
With the full choral hymn of birds
Mingles no sad lament for sins –
Alas! my feet no more may join
The cheerful sabbath train
But if I inwardly lament
Oh! may a will subdued all grief restrain
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No prisoner am I on this couch
My mind is free to roam
And leisure, peace – loving friends,
Are the best treasures of an Earthly home ––
Such gifts are mine, then why deplore
The body’s gentle slow decay?
A warning mercifully sent
To fix my hopes upon a surer stay ––
