O Day of Rest and Gladness

1.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 the great God Triune.

2.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 heaven,
And thus on thee, most glorious,
a triple light was given.

3.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.

4.Thou art a holy ladder,
where angels go and come;
Each Sunday finds us gladder,
nearer to heaven, our home;
A day of sweet refection,
thou art a day of love,
A day of resurrection
from earth to things above.

5.Today on weary nations
the heavenly 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.