It is the Sabbath, O my soul
Own its divine and potent sway;
Let it each sinful thought control,
For thee, for that, was blest this day.
Anon.
SACRIFICE.
For thou desirest not sacrifice: else would I give it: thou delightest not in burnt offering.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart. O God, thou wilt not despise—Psalm li. 16, 17.
I will offer to thee the sacrifice of thanksgiving, and will call upon the name of the Lord.—Psalm cxvi. 17.