O day of rest and gladness | 382 | Maxwell hymns

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  • 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,
    Who bend before throne,
    Sing, Holy, holy, holy,
    To the Eternal One.
    2
    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.
    3
    A day of sweet reflection,
    Thou art a day of love,
    A day to raise affection
    From earth to things above.
    New graces ever gaining
    From this our day of rest,
    We reach the rest remaining
    In mansions of the blessed.
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