Author: C. Wordsworth Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #22 (1927) Lyrics: 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.
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.
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.
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.
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. Topics: Opening Hymns Languages: English Tune Title: [O day of rest and gladness]
O Day Of Rest And Gladness