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As His eye’s apple safe, they play.
Their innocence shall never pass:
Then take your ease this Sabbath day.O seek in love my martyred shrine
And to mine eyes salvation show.
In Zion’s vineyard plant her vine
And hear my people’s cry of woe.On Bozrah’s sin tread deep Thy press,
That Thy fair world be pure once more.
‘Gainst Babel’s full-grown wickednesss
This day Thy safeguard I implore.
On desert hill Thy garden rear,
Make bloom the myrtle, fir, and pine.
Teachers and taught-Thy saplings dear-
Nurture with streams of peace divine.
Our foemen rage in wrath and pride :
O turn their hearts, contrite, to Thee.
Then shall our mouths in song be wide,
Our tongues, with them in unity.
By wisdom crowned, in regal state
Let quest of wisdom be your goal.
As you each Sabbath consecrate
May Sabbath consecrate your soul.