The seventh day His Sabbath day The Lord has blessed Holy; for all to keep To spend with Him the time of rest But not to lie and sleep Yet still some have a barren land Bodies, as lifeless clay Who wander from The Master’s hand Who fail the Sabbath day They fail God’s house upon the hill It’s doors are stiff with rust No thought to do The Father’s will But quench their thirst for lust “Keep my Sabbath” is God’s command “Holy in every way” A law each child can understand That still applies today No work is done the seventh day God’s warning’s not in vain Who still persist the fool to play Their land will see no rain Lost rebels kneel in church to pray Only to leave the same They gorge and drink on Sabbath day Then wonder why they came We all must aim God’s face to seek A time to kneel and pray Not just once or twice a week But once or twice a day! “Keep religious my day of rest That I give unto you” Its God’s command and not request To Gentile and to Jew…
Posted on: Sun, 19 Oct 2014 12:53:25 +0000
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