A Day of Rest

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The weeks grow busier it seems

Or I am growing old,

But either way by Sabbath’s sun

I’m wearier, than bold.

 

I’m grateful for a day of rest,

Of peace and joyful praise.

There may be only one a week,

But they’re my choicest days.

 

The new week will start soon enough,

And I will see it through,

But I’m grateful for one day’s rest

And time to spend with You.

 

Genesis 2:2

And on the seventh day God finished his work that he had done, and he rested on the seventh day from all his work that he had done.