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395- As Birds Unto the Genial Homeland

Doctrines: Sabbath

1

  • As birds unto the genial homeland fly,
  • The winter's cold and low'ring skies to flee,
  • So seeks my soul Thy gracious presence here
  • And finds, O God, its rest and peace in Thee.

2

  • Here at Thy shrine we leave all vexing care,
  • For get the disappointment, grief and tear,
  • And on the wings of hopeful song and prayer
  • We rise, and rising feel Thy Spirit here.

3

  • Bless all who spend this night in pain and woe,
  • The burdened heart, the fainting, and distressed,
  • Thy comfort send to darkened homes bereaved,
  • Thy saving help to those by want oppressed.

4

  • Come, Sabbath joy, each trusting heart now fill,
  • And blissful peace within our homes abide,
  • May thankful praise each grateful heart now thrill,
  • And to God's loving care their lives confide.