Sabbath School Hymn

lyricist: Ira Hill, 1872
Composer: Philetus Hill

With joy we hail the hal­lowed hour

That calls to school our youth­ful band;

O may its mo­ral­iz­ing pow­er

Be seen and felt in ev­ery land;

’Tis here we learn to love the Lord;

Lord help us ev­ery sin to spurn

And as we hear Thy ho­ly Word

To dai­ly prac­tice what we learn.

As years roll on and cares in­crease

May ho­ly zeal our hearts in­spire:

Our feet pur­sue the paths of peace

And con­quest crown each good de­sire.

Should we by sor­row be op­pressed

Through deep and sore temp­ta­tion driv­en;

May we re­mem­ber there is rest

Peaceful

eter­nal rest in Heav­en.

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