CH1941, Hymn #461

Verse 1
This is the day of rest;
Our failing strength renew;
On weary brain and troubled breast
Shed Thou Thy freshening dew.

Verse 2
This is the day of peace;
Thy peace our spirits fill;
Bid Thou the blasts of discord cease,
The waves of strife be still.

Verse 3
This is the day of prayer;
Let earth to heaven draw near;
Lift up our hearts to seek Thee there;
Come down to meet us here.

Verse 4
This is the best of days;
Send forth Thy quickening breath,
And wake dead souls to love and praise,
O Vanquisher of death!