1 Another six day's work is done,
Another Sabbath is begun;
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
Improve the day Thy God has blessed.
2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns
So sweet a rest to wearied minds;
Provides an antepast of heaven,
And gives this day the food of sev'n.
3 Oh that our thoughts and thanks may rise
As grateful incense to the skies;
And draw from heaven that sweet repose
Which none, but he who feels it, knows.
4 With joy, great God! Thy works we view
In various scenes, both old and new;
With praise we think of mercies past,
With hope we future pleasures taste.
5 In holy duties let the day
In holy pleasures pass away:
How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end.
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First Line: | Another six days' work is done |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | God: as Cratior and Preserver, praise to; Lord's Day; Praise: hymns of genearl praise(3 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: Stennet |