SABBATH WORSHIP by Mrs. J. H. Knowles

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Dec 12, 1892

SABBATH WORSHIP.

By Mrs. J. H. Knowles

BY MRS. J. H. KNOWLES.

THOU God of sovereign love, In whom we live and move, Glorious in power, Blest with thy richest grace, Grateful, we seek thy face, Enter thy courts with praise In this glad hour.

Here to the weary feet, Longing repose to meet, Sweet rest be given; Worn with life's toilsome tread, We ask for living bread. Dear Lord, thy table spread, Foretaste of heaven.

Here may the shadows part From sorrow's bleeding heart; Her tearful eye Beholding through the gloom A better, happier home, Where, 'mid a fadeless bloom, Joy cannot die.

Here let thy light arise, Piercing the heavy skies Of sin's dark night, As, when Creation woke, Thy voice the silence broke, Thy word of power spoke, "Let there be light!"

Hasten, O Lord, the dawn, Pledge of that blessed morn When sin shall cease, When every mountain height Shall glow with truth's clear light, And all earth's vales unite In songs of peace.

—Christian Advocate.