254. Cj IX days of labour now are past

Cj IX days of labour now are past;

^ Thou restest, Holy God!

And with approving Eye hast seen

That all is very good.

Blest is the seventh morn of light,

Hallowed for rest divine;

Yet, Lord, a new creation needs

That mighty power of Thine.

Ten thousand voices praise Thy Name

In earth and sea and sky;

But fallen man by sin has marred

The blissful harmony.

Come, Lord, create his heart anew;

His heart of stone remove:

Then hymns of praise again shall rise,

The fruits of holy love.

Oh! for the songs that Thou wilt bless,

Where heart and voice agree;

Oh! for the prayers that plead aright

With Thy dread Ala] est v.

All praise to God, the Three in One,

Who high in glory reigns;

Who by His Word hath all things made,

And by His Word sustains.