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Saturday Evening

Safely through another week,

God has brought us on our way;

Let us now a blessing seek,

On th' approaching Sabbath-day:

Day of all the week the best,

Emblem of eternal rest.

Mercies multiply'd each hour Through the week our praise demand Guarded by Almighty pow'r,

Fed and guided by his hand:

Though ungrateful we have been,

Only made returns of sin.

While we pray for pard'ning grace,

Through the dear Redeemer's name,

Show thy reconciled face,

Shine away our sin and shame:

From our worldly care set free,

May we rest this night with thee.

When the morn shall bid us rise,

May we feel thy presence near!

May thy glory meet our eyes When we in thy house appear!

There afford us,

Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast.

May thy Gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints;

Make the fruits of grace abound,

Bring relief for all complaints:

Thus may all our Sabbaths prove,

Till we join the church above!


John Newton

John Newton (4 August [O.S. 24 July] 1725 – 21 December 1807) was an English Anglican clergyman and abolitionist, also having been Captain of sl…

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