Again the day returns of holy rest

1Again the day returns of holy rest,
Which, when he made the world, Jehovah blest;
When, like his own, he bade our labors cease,
And all be joy, and all be peace.

2Let us devote this consecrated day
To learn his will, and all we learn obey;
So shall he hear, when fervently we raise
Our supplications, and our songs of praise.

3Lord of all worlds, incline thy gracious ear;
Thy children's voice in tender mercy hear;
Bear thy blest promise, fixed as hills, in
mind,
And shed renewing grace on lost mankind.

4Father in heaven, in whom our hopes
confide,
Whose power defends us, and whose precepts guide,
Through life our surest guardian and
friend,
Glory supreme be thine till time shall end.