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The Sabbath-day

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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Dec 16, 1862

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 21, No. 3.

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The Sabbath-day.

O day of peace, whose dawning ray Smiles meekly in the eastern sky; I love to own thy soothing sway, While earth's vain cares and tumults die.
O day of joy, thy choral strain Sounds sweetly in the pilgrim's ear; The listening soul forgets its pain, And looses all its guilty fear.
O day of love, when he who died Removes the sinner's load of wo, And, smiling, shows his wounded side, Whence hope, and life, and pardon flow.
O day of rest, what heavenly calm, What hallowed peace thine hours impart! How often has thy healing balm Revived and soothed the contrite heart!
The shades of earth shall cloud these eyes, Each earth-born joy be lost, unknown; Yet still thy memory shall arise, 'Till life's last lingering spark is flown.