Saturday Evening

by John Newton

Safely through another week,
God has brought us on our way;
Let us
now a blessing seek,
On th' approaching Sabbath-day:
Day of all the week
the best,
Emblem of eternal rest.


Mercies multiply'd each hour
Through the week our praise demand
Guarded by Almighty pow'r,
Fed
and guided by his hand:
Though ungrateful we have been,
Only made
returns of sin.


While we pray for pard'ning grace,
Through the
dear Redeemer's name,
Show thy reconciled face,
Shine away our sin and
shame:
From our worldly care set free,
May we rest this night with thee.


When the morn shall bid us rise,
May we feel thy presence near!
May thy glory meet our eyes
When we in thy house appear!
There
afford us, Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting feast.


May thy
Gospel's joyful sound
Conquer sinners, comfort saints;
Make the fruits
of grace abound,
Bring relief for all complaints:
Thus may all our
Sabbaths prove,
Till we join the church above!

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