Lord, re­move the veil away,
Let us see Thy­self to­day:
Thou who cam­est from on high,
For our sins to bleed and die,
Help us now to cast aside
All that would our hearts di­vide;
With the Fa­ther and the Son,
Let Thy liv­ing Church be one.

Oh, from earth­ly cares set free,
Let us find our rest in Thee;
May our toils and con­flicts cease
In the calm of Sab­bath peace;
That Thy peo­ple here be­low
Something of the bliss may know,
Something of the rest and love,
In the Sab­bath-home above.

Give our souls the spot­less dress
Of Thy per­fect right­eous­ness;
So at length each wel­come guest
Then shall en­ter to the feast,
Take the harp and raise the song,
All Thy ran­somed ones among;
Earthly cares and sor­rows o’er,
Joys to last for­ev­er­more.