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“STAND UP FOR YOUR SUNDAYS.”
A WORD FOR OLD AND YOUNG.
Stand up for your Sundays; let nothing have power
To take from God's children their birthright and dower,
The rest-day appointed in Eden's fair bower
Ere sin had yet clouded earth's glad morning hour.
To take from God's children their birthright and dower,
The rest-day appointed in Eden's fair bower
Ere sin had yet clouded earth's glad morning hour.
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Stand up for your Sundays, the Sabbath of rest,
God's solemn commandment from Sinai's crest,
When awed by the thunder, by darkness opprest,
Their sin and their weakness His people confest.
God's solemn commandment from Sinai's crest,
When awed by the thunder, by darkness opprest,
Their sin and their weakness His people confest.
Stand up for your Sundays; the Saviour arose
In triumph on Sunday, and scattered your foes,
His labours all ended, and borne all His woes,
That you might have pardon and faith's sweet repose.
In triumph on Sunday, and scattered your foes,
His labours all ended, and borne all His woes,
That you might have pardon and faith's sweet repose.
Stand up for your Sundays; the Spirit came down
On Sunday, and gave it a gladsome renown;
On calm Christian Sabbaths no thunder-clouds frown;
Grace, peace, and rejoicing are Sunday's bright crown.
On Sunday, and gave it a gladsome renown;
On calm Christian Sabbaths no thunder-clouds frown;
Grace, peace, and rejoicing are Sunday's bright crown.
Stand up for your Sundays; earth's business and care
In six weary work-days have more than their share;
Then comes the blest Sabbath: of labour beware
Which steals from the rest-day to which you are heir.
In six weary work-days have more than their share;
Then comes the blest Sabbath: of labour beware
Which steals from the rest-day to which you are heir.
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Stand up for your Sundays; of pleasure take heed
Which seeks from God's worship your footsteps to lead:
Oh, pause, Sabbath-breaker, that flower is a weed
Which stings as you pluck it and bears deadly seed.
Which seeks from God's worship your footsteps to lead:
Oh, pause, Sabbath-breaker, that flower is a weed
Which stings as you pluck it and bears deadly seed.
Stand up for your Sundays, the earnest and sign
Of “rest” that “remaineth” in mansions divine;
With streaks of heaven's glory our Sabbaths now shine,
Some grapes they now yield us from Eshcol's rich vine.
Of “rest” that “remaineth” in mansions divine;
With streaks of heaven's glory our Sabbaths now shine,
Some grapes they now yield us from Eshcol's rich vine.
Stand up for your Sundays; these happy Lord's-days
On wings as of eagles your souls shall upraise,
While faith's joyful worship and hope's cheering lays
Ring in the grand Sabbath and thunders of praise!
On wings as of eagles your souls shall upraise,
While faith's joyful worship and hope's cheering lays
Ring in the grand Sabbath and thunders of praise!
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