The Stennetts of England - Joseph Stennett - Hymn Poems

Another six days work is done

I

Another six days work is done,
Another sabbath is begun;
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
Revere the day thy God hath bless'd.

II

But weep that thou hast done no more
In this, and many weeks before,
For him whom thou art bound to praise
On working and on resting days.

III

If common actions ought to tend,
To praise him as their common end;
How should his glory be design'd
In every thing of sacred kind.


IV

For servile work six days are given;
For sacred use but one in seven:
When for my work God gives such time,
Shall I begrudge a day to him.

V

Lord, one in seven's too much for me;
And fix too little seems for thee:
My time, my all besides, is thine;
Nothing, no not myself, is mine.

VI

Nothing I properly could claim,
As truly mine, but sin and shame:
This guilt thou hast remov'd; and given
Thyself, thy son, thy grace, thy heaven.

VII

My soul with grateful ardor burns,
My God, to make thee some returns:
Well may I render thee thy own;
Well mayst thou reap where thou hast sown.

VIII

This grateful soul by thee redeem'd
This holy time by thee esteem'd
And what I am or have beside,
What I can give or thou provide,

IX

I offer all, my God, to thee:
If thou accept both mine and me,
I'll praise thy grace, the name adore,
And wish to offer I had more.

X

O that my thoughts and words may rise
As incense to propitious skies;
And fetch from heaven that sweet repose
Which but he that feels it knows.

XI

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.

XII

With joy God's wondrous works I view,
In various scenes, both old and new:
With praise I think on mercies past;
With hope, of future pleasures taste.

XIII

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!

XIV

Till I am so divinely blest
I'll love this weekly day of rest;
And still when days of work begin
Remember there's no time for sin.

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