““Creation’s seventh sunrise We stand before the burning bush of time The six days were good But the seventh He called holy Creation’s seventh sunrise We wake and go to work six days a week To struggle with the strain and stress But the Lords’ provided for the care of our souls A day of rejoice and rest Creation’s seventh sunrise We stand before the burning bush of time The six days were good But the seventh He called holy Creation’s seventh sunrise Come see a sanctuary made of time Come speak forgotten words of prayer It calls us, “Come away from your dissonant days” “Come out and breathe the garden air.” (leave your worries there) Creation’s seventh sunrise We stand before the burning bush of time The six days were good But the seventh He called holy Creation’s seventh sunrise And the promise of that rest still stands To all who would be free And though we might be bound by time We can taste Eternity””
