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My hands are heavy from the endless race
Always running, trying to keep the pace
I fear the quiet if I dare to stop
Watching the hours, counting every drop
But the Maker of the stars, the sky, and the land
Set down the tools of His shaping hand
He looked at the vast array He made
And let the evening shadows fade
The heavens and the earth were finished and whole
A holy quiet for the weary soul
He blessed the day and made it sweet
With all creation lying at His feet
No more striving, no more delay
For he rested on the seventh day
Yes, on the seventh day
This is the history of the earth and the sky
Framed by the voice of the Lord on high
He poured His blessing on the quiet ground
Where peace and holy order now are found
The heavens and the earth were finished and whole
A holy quiet for the weary soul
He blessed the day and made it sweet
With all creation lying at His feet
No more striving, no more delay
For he rested on the seventh day
Yes, on the seventh day
