O Day of Rest and Gladness

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 God

the great Tri­une.

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 Heav’n

And thus on thee most glo­ri­ous

A tri­ple light was giv’n.

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.

Thou art a ho­ly lad­der

Where an­gels go and come;

Each Sun­day finds us glad­der

Nearer to Heav’n

our home;

A day of sweet re­flect­ion

Thou art

a day of love

A day of re­sur­rect­ion

From earth to things above.

Today on wea­ry na­tions

The heav’n­ly 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.

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.