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 lowlyBefore th’ eternal throneSing, “Holy, holy, holy,”To the great Three in One.2.Thou art a port protectedFrom storms that round us rise;A garden intersectedWith streams of paradise;Thou art a cooling fountainIn life’s dry dreary sand;From Thee, like Pisgah’s mountain,We view our promised land.3.A day of sweet reflectionThou art, a day of love,A day to raise affectionFrom earth to things above.New graces ever gainingFrom this our day of rest,We seek the rest remainingTo mansions of the blest.