Sabbath Song (This Day)
Psalm 104:15; Song of Songs 2; Matthew 26:26–30
Arise, beloved, the dawn is near
Behold the birdsong while we lie here this day
Glory of the Lord dwells in this place
In your tender eyes I see God’s face
Take my hand, loved, come out with me
Down by the river to the sycamore trees
We’ll take this bread, we’ll share this wine
And we’ll be for a while a bit closer to home
On this day
