How bright a day was that which saw

How bright a day was that which saw
Creation's work complete!
All nature owned her Maker's law,
And worshiped at his feet.

The world, arranged by power divine,
In perfect order stood;
And, resting from his great design,
God saw that all was good.

Not such a Sabbath now appears,
For sin has ruined all;
No longer man with pleasure hears
A gracious Father's call.

Yet, Lord, bring back the reign of peace,
Let brighter days begin;
And teach vain creatures how to cease
From folly and from sin.

Let sinners be again made thine,
Though once with vengance cursed;
And let the holy Sabbath shine,
As glorious as at first.