THE SABBATH

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Mar 22, 1899

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 25, No. 12.

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THE HOME
THE HOME

THE SABBATH.

SWEET day of rest, thou bearest to us, On golden wings, The memory of blessings past, And heavenly things;
From binding chains of earthly care A glad release; To weary souls the word of life, The balm of peace;
The world shut out, with all its din Of noisy strife, The mind uplifted with the joy Of endless life.
So long as circling time returns Thine hours of rest, We'll not forget that God creates That which is blest.
The flowers, the trees, the mountains steep The sky above, All witness the Sabbath true Was made in love.
Blessed be the day that shadows forth Creative power, And shows the wondrous love of God Each passing hour. —C. G. Snow.