O God, you made the Sabbath day,
Your gift, your law, your healing way.
You also made, within each heart
A longing for this day apart.
You gave your children, long-oppressed,
Your freeing gift of Sabbath rest.
You give us Sabbath freedom, too:
Our lives are more than work we do!
Life’s sacred rhythm seems long gone;
The world, unblinking, carries on.
Your Spirit calls us! Slow our pace
That we may hear your word of grace.
Christ Jesus lives! He makes us new!
On Sundays now, we worship you.
With hearts uplifted, joy restored,
Your church goes out to serve you, Lord.
|First Line:||O God, you made the Sabbath day|
|Title:||O God, You Made the Sabbath Day|
|Author:||Carolyn Winfrey Gillette (2000)|
|Topic:||Church Year; Sunday/Sabbath|
|Copyright:||Copyright © 2000 by Carolyn Winfrey Gillette. All rights reserved|
|Source:||Parker's Whole Psalter|