Sabbath Thoughts

1 Lord of heaven, Thee we praise
For the gift of Sabbath days;
Fruitful may they ever be
With devoted work for Thee!
On this holy day of Thine
May we feel Thy love divine,
Causing hope and peace to bloom,
As we journey toward home.

2 Give us, as the moments fly,
Thoughts of Him who reigned on high,
Who upon the cross was slain
That Thy favor we might gain.
Let each sower’s heart be blest,
Finding labor sweetest rest;
O may many heed their call,
For Thy grace is free to all!

3 If we in Thy house appear,
May our Saviour’s presence cheer;
let the manna from on high
Come to us in rich supply.
Should the waves of trouble beat
Loud and awful at our feet,
On Thy Word we would rely:
“I will guide thee with mine eye.”

4 May Thy name more hallowed by,
In this land of liberty;
Grant that all may love this day,
And Thy blest command obey.
Thus when Sabbaths all have fled,
And we’re numbered with the dead,
In the regions of the blest
We shall know eternal rest.

Source: Fair as the Morning. Hymns and Tunes for Praise in the Sunday-School #107

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