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<h2>OPENING HYMN</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“The seventh day is the sabbath of rest, a holy convocation.” Leviticus 23:3</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_c_r_crosby_fj_1872.jpg" alt="Fanny Crosby, 1872" width="131.333333333333" height="216.666666666667"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_r_crosby_fj.html" target="_blank">Frances Jane (Fanny) Crosby</a>, in <em>The Wells of Salvation: Songs for the Sabbath School</em>, by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_w_sweney_jr.html" target="_blank">John R. Sweney</a> and <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_k_i_kirkpatrick_wj.html" target="_blank">William J. Kirkpatrick</a> (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: John J. Hood, 1881).
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<p><em>Music:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_o_k_okane_tc.html" target="_blank">Tullius Clinton O’Kane</a> </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_o_p_openingh.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_o_k_okane_tc.jpg" alt="Tullius Clinton O’Kane (1830-1912)" width="132" height="200.666666666667"></td>
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<p>Another Sabbath day has come,<br>
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Another week is o’er;<br>
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And we, a grateful, happy throng,<br>
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Are gathered here once more:<br>
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We meet to sing of Jesus’ love,<br>
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And bow to Him in prayer,<br>
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We meet to read His holy Word,<br>
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And learn our duty there.</p>
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<p>Our Sunday school, our Sunday school;<br>
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No place on earth so dear!<br>
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How many precious souls have found<br>
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The way to glory here;<br>
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And now around the shining throne<br>
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They wait for us to come<br>
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And share with them the fadeless love<br>
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Of their eternal home.</p>
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<p>Oh, may the seed thus early sown<br>
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Spring up on goodly ground,<br>
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And in our hearts, our souls and lives<br>
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May fruit of grace abound—<br>
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Immortal fruit, that yet shall bloom<br>
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In paradise above,<br>
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Where we, with those now gone before,<br>
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Shall sing redeeming love.</p>
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