164. When the worn spirit wants repose

1 When the worn spirit wants repose,
And sighs for God to seek,
How sweet to hail the evening's close
That ends the weary week!

2 How sweet will be the early dawn
That opens on the sight,
When first the soul-reviving morn
Shall shed new rays or light!

3 Blest day! thine hours too soon will cease,
Yet, while they gently roll,
Breathe, heavenly Spirit, source of peace,
A Sabbath o'er my soul.

4 When will my pilgrimage be done,
The world's long week be o'er,
That Sabbath dawn which needs no sun,
That day which fades no more?

Text Information
First Line: When the worn spirit wants repose
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1867
Topic: The Sabbath
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