Welcome, Sabbath Morning

Welcome

wel­come

Sab­bath morn­ing!

We’ve no task

nor toil to­day;

And the Sab­bath morn re­turn­ing

Tells a week has passed away.

Welcome

wel­come

qui­et morn­ing!

We’ve no task nor toil to­day;

And the Sab­bath morn re­turn­ing

Tells a week has passed away.

Let us think how time is glid­ing

Soon the long­est life de­parts;

Nothing hu­man is abid­ing

To the trust of youth­ful hearts.

Swift our child­hood’s dreams are pass­ing

Like the start­led doves they fly;

Or bright clouds in fleet­est chas­ing

Out on yon­der quiet sky.

Now

dear Lord

our pray­er we raise Thee

From our young and hap­py hearts;

Never let us cease to praise Thee;

Never from Thy fear de­part.

Then when years have ga­thered o’er us

And the world be­gins to fade;

Heaven’s bright realms will rise be­fore us

Treasures that will nev­er fade.