1 God of Ages, all transcending,
Who dost rule creation wide,
And, Thy might with mercy blending,
Ever dost for me provide,
As this Sabbath dawns on me,
Let my soul awake to Thee.
2 How I love this day most holy,
Bringing thoughts of Thee, my Lord,
Who dost comfort all the lowly,
Who to all dost rest afford,
And whose Spirit leads the way
To that fair celestial day.
3 For this gladsome Sabbath morning
Let my soul most grateful be!
Hallowed tho'ts, my mind adorning,
Soar on wings of prayer to Thee,
And my heart delights to sing
Hymns that to Thy throne will ring.
4 Come, O Lord, and lend Thy blessing
As I hear Thy precious Word.
Speak to me in tones caressing,
Let me feel Thy presence, Lord!
Be my heart with joy replete
As I taste Thy manna sweet.
5 Say Amen, O God our Father,
To the praise we offer Thee;
Now, to laud Thy name we gather;
Let this to Thy glory be.
Fill us with Thy love and grace,
Till we see Thee face to face.
Source: American Lutheran Hymnal #7