Verse 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 lowly,
Through ages joined in tune,
Sing Holy, Holy, Holy,
To God the great Triune.

Verse 2
On Thee, at the Creation,
The light first had its birth;
On Thee, for our salvation,
CHRIST rose from depths of earth;
On Thee, our LORD victorious,
The SPIRIT sent from Heaven;
And thus on Thee, most glorious,
A triple light was given.

Verse 3
Thou art a port, protected
From storms that round us rise;
A garden, intersected
With streams of Paradise;
Thou art a cooling fountain
In life's dry, dreary sand;
From thee, like Pisgah's mountain,
We view our Promised Land.

Verse 4
Today on weary nations
The heavenly manna falls;
To holy convocations
The silver trumpet calls,
Where Gospel-light is glowing
With pure and radiant beams,
And living water flowing,
With soul refreshing streams.

Verse 5
May we, new graces gaining
From this our day of rest,
Attain the rest remaining
To spirits of the blest;
And there, our voice upraising
To FATHER, and to SON;
And HOLY GHOST, be praising
The blessed THREE IN ONE.