Scripture Verse

There remains…a Sabbath-rest for the people of God. Hebrews 4:9

Introduction

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William Gardiner
(1770–1853)
British Museum

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Words: Phi­lip Dodd­ridge, 1736. Pub­lished post­hu­mous­ly in Hymns Found­ed on Va­ri­ous Texts in the Ho­ly Scrip­tures, by Job Or­ton (Shrop­shire, Eng­land: Jo­shua Ed­dowes & John Cot­ton, 1755), num­ber 310: The eter­nal Sab­bath.

Music: Ger­ma­ny Sac­red Me­lo­dies, by Will­iam Gar­di­ner, 1815 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Philip Doddridge
(1702–1751)

Lyrics

Lord of the Sab­bath! hear our vows,
On this Thy day, in this Thy house;
And own, as grate­ful sac­ri­fice,
The songs which from the de­sert rise.

Thine earth­ly Sabbaths, Lord! we love;
But there’s a nob­ler rest ab­ove.
To that our la­bor­ing souls as­pire
With ar­dent pangs of strong de­sire.

No more fa­tigue, no more dis­tress;
Nor sin nor hell shall reach the place;
No groans to min­gle with the songs,
Which war­ble from im­mor­tal tongues.

No rude alarms of rag­ing foes;
No cares to break the long re­pose;
No mid­night shade, no cloud­ed sun,
But sac­red high eter­nal noon.

O long ex­pect­ed day, b­egin;
Dawn on these realms of woe and sin;
Fain would we leave this wea­ry road,
And sleep in death to rest with God.