1 Blest hour, when mortal man retires
To hold communion with his God,
To send to heaven his warm desires,
And listen to the sacred word.
2 Blest hour, when earthly cares resign
Their empire o'er his anxious breast;
While all around, the calm divine
Proclaims the holy day of rest.
3 Blest hour, when God himself draws nigh,
Well please his people's voice to hear,
To hush the penitential sigh,
And wipe away the mourner's tear.
4 Blest hour! for, where the Lord resorts,
Foretastes of future bliss are given;
And mortals find his earthly courts
The house of God, the gate of heaven.
|First Line:||Blest hour, when mortal man retires|
|Topic:||Worship: The Sabbath|
|Notes:||Alternate tunes: #58, 47, or 212.|