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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>WELCOME, DELIGHTFUL MORN</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Six days you shall labor and do all your work, but the seventh day is a Sabbath to the Lord your God.” Exodus 20:10</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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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_s_i_silcher_f.jpg" alt="Friedrich Silcher (1789-1860), in 1841" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="133.333333333333" height="180"><em>Words:</em> “Hayward,” John Dobell’s <em>A New Selection</em>, 1806.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Das Lieben Bringt Groß Freud” (Loving Brings Great Joy), <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_i_silcher_f.html" target="_blank">Friedrich Silcher</a>, 1827, from a Swabian folk tune; arranged by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_m_a_mason_l.html" target="_blank">Lowell Mason</a> in his <em>Carmina Sacra</em>, second edition, 1841 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_d_dasliebn.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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the tune “Lischer” (a misspelled “Silcher”?), or erroneously give Silcher’s name as “Schneider.”</p>
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<p>Welcome, delightful morn,<br>
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Thou day of sacred rest!<br>
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I hail thy kind return;<br>
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Lord, make these moments blest;<br>
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From the low train of mortal toys,<br>
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I soar to reach immortal joys,<br>
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I soar to reach immortal joys.</p>
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<p>Now may the King descend,<br>
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And fill His throne with grace;<br>
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Thy scepter, Lord, extend,<br>
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While saints address Thy face:<br>
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Let sinners feel Thy quickening Word,<br>
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And learn to know and fear the Lord,<br>
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And learn to know and fear the Lord.</p>
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<p>Descend, celestial Dove,<br>
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With all Thy quickening powers;<br>
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Disclose a Savior’s love,<br>
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And bless the sacred hours:<br>
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Then shall my soul new life obtain,<br>
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Nor Sabbaths be enjoyed in vain,<br>
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Nor Sabbaths be enjoyed in vain.</p>
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