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The best of the days has come, The day our Creator blest, And set an example to mark its hours By a sweet and holy rest.

'Tis a day to blessed thought And happy feelings given, A day to study that Blessed Book Which shows the way to Heaven.

'Tis a day to hear of God, Of angels and saints above, A day to learn how to fit our souls For their company of love.

 

Come, see the grassy bed Where our companion lies, And, 'mid your tears, remember well, His buried dust shall rise. 