Text Based On Isaiah Chapter 63
And it shall come to pass, that from
one new moon to another, and from one
sabbath to another, shall all flesh come
to worship before me, saith the LORD.

Great Creator, Who This Day

Great Creator, Who this day
From Thy perfect work didst rest,
By the souls that own Thy sway
Hallowed be its hours and blest;
Cares of earth aside be thrown,
This day give to heaven alone.

Sad and weary were our way,
Fainting oft beneath our load,
But for thee, thou blessèd day,
Resting place on life's rough road;
Here flow forth the streams of grace;
Strengthened hence we run our race.

Blessèd Spirit, Comforter,
Sent this day from Christ on high;
Lord, on us Thy gifts confer,
Cleanse, illumine, sanctify:
All Thine influ'nce shed abroad;
Lead us to the truth of Thine.