Hallowed Is the First Day

Your work is done on this the seventh day,
And You now rest (as You Three rested then)
In death, where even now You’ll have Your way
And will awake with us now freed from sin.

The first day of the week will hallowed be,
For on that day You’ll rise beyond the grave,
And we a new creation then can see–
A world again becomes Your Church’s nave.

On earth on holy altar You will come
From cross raised only once but for all time,
Where bread and wine Your Body, Blood become
To create family in New Adam’s line. 

When Sunday dawns and You awake from sleep,
You’ll hold us all forever in Your keep.