Creation's seventh sunrise We stand before the burning bush of time The six days were good, 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 Lord's provided for the care of our souls A day to rejoice and rest
Creation's seventh sunrise We stand before the burning bush of time The six days were good, the seventh he called holy Creation's seventh sunrise
Come see a sanctuary made of time Come speak forgotten words of prayer It call us, Come away from your dissonant days Come out, leave your worries there
Creation's seventh sunrise We stand before the burning bush of time The six days were good, the seventh he called holy Creation's seventh sunrise
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
