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Verse 1

This day, at Thy creating word,
First o’er the earth the light was poured:
O Lord, this day upon us shine,
And fill our souls with light Divine.

Verse 2

This day the Lord, for sinners slain,
In might victorious rose again:
O Jesus, may we raised be
From death of sin to life in Thee.

Verse 3

This day the Holy Spirit came
With fiery tongues of cloven flame:
O Spirit, fill our hearts this day
With grace to hear, and grace to pray.

Verse 4

O day of light, and life, and grace,
From earthly toils sweet resting-place!
Thy hallowed hours, best gift of Love,
Give we again to God above.

Verse 5

All praise to God the Father be,
All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee,
Whom, with the Spirit, we adore
For ever and for evermore.

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.

Verse 1

This is the day of light:
Let there be light to-day;
O Dayspring, rise upon our night,
And chase its gloom away.

Verse 2

This is the day of rest:
Our failing strength renew;
On weary brain and troubled breast
Shed Thou Thy freshening dew.

Verse 3

This is the day of peace:
Thy peace our spirits fill;
Bid Thou the blasts of discord cease,
The waves of strife be still.

Verse 4

This is the day of prayer:
Let earth to heaven draw near:
Lift up our hearts to seek Thee there:
Come down to meet us here.

Verse 5

This is the first of days:
Send forth Thy quickening breath,
And wake dead souls to love and praise,
O Vanquisher of death!

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.

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,
Through ages joined in tune,
Sing Holy, Holy, Holy,
To the great God Triune.

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

Thou art a port protected
From storms that round us rise;
A garden intersected
With streams of Paradise;
Thou art a cooling fountain
In life’s dry, dreary sand;
From thee, like Pisgah’s mountain,
We view our promised land.

Verse 4

To-day on weary nations
The heavenly manna falls:
To holy convocations
The silver trumpet calls,
Where gospel light is glowing
With pure and radiant beams,
And living water flowing
With soul-refreshing streams.

Verse 5

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.

Verse 1

Hail, thou bright and sacred morn,
Risen with gladness in thy beams!
Light, which not of earth is born,
From thy dawn in glory streams:
Airs of heaven are breathed around,
And each place is holy ground.

Verse 2

Sad and weary were our way,
Fainting oft beneath our load,
But for thee, thou blessed day,
Resting-place on life’s rough road:
Here flow forth the streams of grace;
Strengthened hence we run our race.

Verse 3

Great Creator, who this day
From Thy perfect work didst rest,
By the souls that own Thy sway
Hallowed be its hours and blest;
Cares of earth aside be thrown,
This day given to heaven alone.

Verse 4

Saviour, who this day didst break
The dark prison of the tomb,
Bid my slumbering soul awake;
Shine through all its sin and gloom:
Let me, from my bonds set free,
Rise from sin, and live to Thee.

Verse 5

Blessed Spirit, Comforter,
Sent this day from Christ on high;
Lord, on me Thy gifts confer,
Cleanse, illumine, sanctify:
All Thine influence shed abroad;
Lead me to the truth of God.

Verse 1

When the worn spirit wants repose,
And sighs her God to seek,
How sweet to hail the evening’s close
That ends the weary week!

Verse 2

How sweet to hail the early dawn
That opens on the sight,
When first that soul-reviving morn
Sheds forth new rays of light!

Verse 3

Sweet day! thine hours too soon will cease;
Yet, while they gently roll,
Breathe, heavenly Spirit, source of peace,
A Sabbath o’er my soul.

Verse 4

When will my pilgrimage be done,
The world’s long week be o’er,
That Sabbath dawn which needs no sun,
That day which fades no more?

Verse 1

Softly fades the twilight ray
Of the holy Sabbath day;
Gently as life’s setting sun,
When the Christian’s course is run.

Verse 2

Night her solemn mantle spreads
O’er the earth as daylight fades;
All things tell of calm repose
At the holy Sabbath’s close.

Verse 3

Peace is on the world abroad;
’Tis the holy peace of God--
Symbol of the peace within,
When the spirit rests from sin.

Verse 4

Savior, may our Sabbaths be
Days of peace and joy in thee,
Till in heav’n our souls repose,
Where the Sabbath ne’er shall close.

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,
Through ages joined in tune,
Sing Holy, Holy, Holy,
To the great God Triune.

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

Thou art a port protected
From storms that round us rise;
A garden intersected
With streams of Paradise;
Thou art a cooling fountain
In life’s dry, dreary sand;
From thee, like Pisgah’s mountain,
We view our promised land.

Verse 4

To-day on weary nations
The heavenly manna falls:
To holy convocations
The silver trumpet calls,
Where gospel light is glowing
With pure and radiant beams,
And living water flowing
With soul-refreshing streams.

Verse 5

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.