When the morn­ing light
Drives away the night,
With the sun so bright and full,
And the day of rest
Lightens ev­ery breast,
I’ll away to Sab­bath school;
For ’tis there we all agree,
All with hap­py hearts and free,
And I love to ear­ly be,
At the Sab­bath school.

Refrain

I’ll away! away!
I’ll away! away!
I’ll away to Sab­bath school.

In the class I meet
With the friends I greet,
At the time of op­en­ing pray­er;
And our hearts we raise
In a hymn of praise,
For ’tis al­ways plea­sant there;
In the Book of h­oly truth,
Full of coun­sel and re­proof,
We be­hold the guide of youth,
At the Sab­bath school.

Refrain

May the dews of grace
Fill the hal­lowed place,
And the sun­shine ne­ver fail,
While each bloom­ing rose
Which in me­mo­ry grows,
Shall a sweet per­fume ex­hale;
When we min­gle here no more,
But have met on Jor­dan’s shore,
We will talk of mo­ments o’er
At the Sab­bath school.

Refrain