English poem
Christian Songs, Song XIV
by John Glas (1809–1894)
This is the day the first ripe sheaf Before the Lord was wav'd; And Christ, first-fruits of them who slept, Was from the dead receiv'd;
2 In name of all for whom he dy'd, That after him they may Rise when he comes, a harvest full Of life that lasts for aye.
3 And, as the truth of the first-fruits, The Spirit came, this day Of that glad feast, a comforter With us on earth to stay;
4 An earnest of th' inheritance, Ev'n that same heav'nly rest, Where Jesus ent'ring, hath from thence Us with the first-fruits blest.
5 Then let us keep the day of rest: Our works for us are done: The seventh day Sabbath is no more; The earthly rest is gone.
6 To th' heav'nly rest let's follow him, Whose death hath pav'd the way; And, with the whole creation, groan For that redemption-day.