Scripture Verse

The sleep of a laboring man is sweet. Ecclesiastes 5:12


Words: Tho­mas Hast­ings, Spir­it­u­al Songs for So­cial Wor­ship (Ut­i­ca, New York: 1831), num­ber 235, part 2.

Music: Hal­le (Haydn), at­trib­ut­ed to Franz J. Hay­dn (1732–1809) (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

  • Steele, anon­y­mous, in The Church Hym­na­ry, ed­it­ed by Ed­win A. Be­dell (New York: May­nard, Mer­rill, 1893), num­ber 851 (🔊 pdf nwc)
Thomas Hastings


Now from labor and from care,
Evening shades have set me free;
In the work of praise and prayer,
Lord, I would converse with Thee:
O, behold me from above,
Fill me with a Savior’s love.

Sin and sorrow, guilt and woe,
Wither all my earthly joys;
Naught can charm me here below,
But my Savior’s melting voice.
Lord, forgive, Thy grace restore;
Make me Thine for evermore.

For the blessings of this day,
For the mercies of this hour;
For the Gospel’s cheering ray,
For the Spirit’s quickening power,
Grateful notes to Thee I raise,
Oh, accept my song of praise.