With joy we welcome thy Sabbath Holy
We're favoured to enter thy holy rest
Before you the sweats of six days journey
Come issue thy blessings O God that blest
We've come with impure heart and dark history
The toil of the days has our neck burdened
Also wearied mind and sickened body
On thy Holy day, to heal us descend.
For thy creation we praise and 'dore your name
The soaring air and the big roaring sea
Living things, mountains like dancing flame
Together with us join to praise thee
From Friday eve to Saturday sunset
With exceeding joy we'll come before you
To sing your praises. Blessings we shall get
When we journey home, help us your will do
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The poem is good.Continue with the same spirit brother Gideon.