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.