“And call the Sabbath … honourable.” Isa. 58. 13
T. Kelly L.M.
1
I fain would love the day of rest,
Would still esteem this day the best,
But oft, alas! I’ve need to say,
“How barren is my soul today!”
2
True, I frequent the house of prayer;
I go and sit with others there;
I hear, and sing, and seem to pray,
But oft my mind is called away.
3
I fain would see the Saviour near,
Of him would think, and speak, and hear;
But vain and sinful thoughts intrude,
And draw my soul from all that’s good.
4
Redeemed from earth by Jesus’ blood
I fain would give the day to God;
But, seldom to my purpose true,
’Tis mine to plan, but not to do.
5
Of sinners, Lord, I am the chief;
O bring thy worthless worm relief!
Revive thy work within my soul,
And all my thoughts and powers control.
