Blessèd day
when pure devotions
Rise to God on wings of love;
When we catch the distant music
Of the angel choirs above.
Blessèd day
when bells are calling
Weary souls from earthly care;
And we come with hearts uplifted
To the holy place of prayer.
Blessèd day
so calm and restful
Bringing joy and peace to all;
Linger yet in tranquil beauty
Ere the shades of evening fall.
Blessèd day
thy light is fading
One by one its beams depart;
May their calm and sweet reflection
Still abide in every heart.