Lord of the Sabbath and its light

1Lord of the Sabbath and its light,
I hail thy hallowed day of rest;
It is my weary soul's delight,
The solace of my care-worn breast.

2O sacred day of peace and joy,
Thy hours are ever dear to me;
Ne'er may a sinful thought destroy
The holy calm I find in thee.

3How sweetly now they glide along!
How hallowed is the psalm they yield!
Transporting is their rapturous song,
And heavenly visions seem revealed.

4O Jesus, let me ever hail
Thy presence with the day of rest;
Then will thy servant never fail
To deem thy Sabbath doubly blest.

5By sin we are exposed to wrath;
He died for us, that he might draw
Our wandering feet to virtue's path,
Where we may keep God's holy law.

6That law shall still be our delight,—
The holy Sabbath is a part,—
And when we gain that world so bright,
All flesh shall keep it with one heart.