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Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation
Verse 1
Sweet is the work, my God! my King!
To praise thy name, give thanks and sing;
To show thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth at night.
Verse 2
Sweet is the day of sacred rest;
No mortal care shall seize my breast;
O may my heart in tune be found,
Like David’s harp of solemn sound.
Verse 3
My heart shall triumph in the Lord,
And bless his works, and bless his word;
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!
How deep thy counsels! how divine!
Isaac Watts, “Sweet Is the Work, My God! My King!”
Otterbein 1890 No. 14 · L.M · Park Street
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Christopher Wordsworth·Modern
Verse 1
O day of rest and gladness,
O day of joy and light!
O balm of care and sadness,
Most beautiful, most bright!
On thee, the high and lowly,
Before th’ eternal throne,
Sing Holy! Holy! Holy!
To the great Three in One.
Verse 2
On thee, at the creation.
The light first had its birth;
On thee for our salvation,
Christ rose from depths of earth.
On thee, our Lord, victorious,
The Spirit sent from heaven,
And thus on thee, most glorious,
A triple light was given.
Verse 3
New graces ever gaining
From this our day of rest,
We reach the rest remaining
To spirits of the blest;
To Holy Ghost be praises,
To Father and to Son;
The church her voice upraises
To thee, blest Three in One.
Christopher Wordsworth, “O Day of Rest and Gladness”
Otterbein 1890 No. 44 · 7s & 6s. D · Mendebras
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Edwin F. Hatfield·Modern
Verse 1
How sweetly breaks the Sabbath dawn
Along the eastern skies!
So, when the night of time hath gone,
Eternity shall rise.
Verse 2
How softly spreads the Sabbath light!
How soon the gloom hath fled!
So o’er the new created sight
Celestial bliss is spread.
Verse 3
What quiet reigns o’er earth and sea,
Through all the stilly air!
So calm may we this Sabbath be,
And free from worldly care.
Verse 4
Thus let thy peace, O Lord! pervade
Our bosoms all our days;
And let each passing hour be made
A herald of thy praise.
Verse 5
This peace of God--how full! how sweet
It flows from Jesus’ breast;
It makes our bliss on earth complete,
It brings eternal rest.
Edwin F. Hatfield, “How Sweetly Breaks the Sabbath Dawn”
Otterbein 1890 No. 46 · C.M · Auburn
Not yet anchored to a scripture passage