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THE EMIGRANT'S SABBATH DAY.
The morning breaketh, and the sacred day,
Jehovah's Sabbath, calls each heart to pray;
A deeper hush the universe pervades;
A softer whisp'ring fills the forest shades;
The streams go murmuring with a gentler flow,
And sweeter breezes fan the vales below;
Birds trill their notes, to fancy's ear less gay,
In blest accordance with the sacred day;
