The Laborer’s Noon-Day Hymn (EN 1091)

EN 1091 The Laborer’s Noon-Day Hymn

Ps.61.8

Versi Version 1

1

Up to the throne of God is borne

The voice of praise at early morn,

And he accepts the punctual hymn

Sung as the light of day grows dim:

2

Nor will He turn His ear aside

From holy offerings at noontide:

Then here reposing let us raise

A song of gratitude and praise.

3

What though our burthen be not light,

We need not toil from morn to night;

The respite of the mid-day hour

Is in the thankful creature’s power.

4

Blest are the moments, doubly blest,

That, drawn from this one hour of rest,

Are with a ready heart bestowed

Upon the service of our God!

5

Each field is then a hallowed spot,

An altar is in each man’s cot,

A church in every grove that spreads

Its living roof above our heads.

6

Look up to Heaven! the industrious sun

Already half his race hath run;

‘He’ cannot halt nor go astray,

But our immortal spirits may.

7

Lord! since his rising in the East,

If we have faltered or transgressed,

Guide, from Thy love’s abundant source,

What yet remains of this day’s course:

8

Help with Thy grace, through life’s short day,

Our upward and our downward way;

And glorify for us the west,

When we shall sink to final rest.

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