(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)
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, Thru ages joined in tune,
Sing “Holy, Holy, holy,” To the great God Triune.
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 heav’n;
And thus on thee, most glorious, A triple light was giv’n.
Today on weary nations The heav’nly 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 stream.
New graces ever gaining From this our day of rest,
We reach teh rest remaining To spirits of the blest.
To Holy Ghost be praises, To Father, and to Son;
The Church her voice upraises To Thee, blest Three in One.