SABBATH HYMNS

1SWEET is the last, the parting ray,
That ushers placid evening in;
When with the still, expiring day,
The Sabbath's peaceful hours begin:
How grateful to the anxious breast,
The sacred hours of holy rest!

2Hush'd is the tumult of the day,
And worldly cares and labors cease;
While soft the vesper breezes play,
To hymn the glad return of peace:
Delightful season, kindly given
To turn the wand'ring thoughts to heav'n.