Blessed Day When Pure Devotions

Blessed day, when pure devotions
       rise to God on wings of love;
when we catch the distant music
       of the angel choirs above.
Blessed day, when bells are calling
       weary souls from earthly care,
and we come with hearts uplifted,
       to the holy place of prayer.

Blessed day, so calm and restful,
       bringing joy and peace to all,
linger yet in tranquil beauty,
       ere the shades of evening fall.
Blessed day, your light is fading;
       one by one its beams depart;
may their calm and sweet reflections
       still abide in every heart.