First Line: Another six days' work is done,

Another six days' work is done,
Another Sabbath is begun ;
Return, my soul, enjoy the rest ;
Improve the day thy God has blest.

2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns
So sweet a rest to wearied minds,
Provides an antepast of heaven,
And gives this day the food of seven.

3 Oh that our thoughts and thanks may rise
As grateful incense to the skies,
And draw from heaven that sweet repose
Which none but he that feels it knows.

4 This heavenly calm within the breast
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest,
Which for the Church of God remains ;
The end of cares, the end of pains.

5 In holy duties let the day,
In holy pleasures, pass away :
How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end!