A world without a Sabbath would be like a man without a smile, like a summer without flowers, and like a homestead without a garden. It is the joyous day of the whole week.
There are many persons who look on Sunday as a sponge to wipe out the sins of the week.
Sunday is the common people's great Liberty day, and they are bound to see to it that work does not come into it.
To that in men which is secular and animal, Sunday says, "Rest"; to that which is intellectual, moral, and social, "Grow."
Through the week we go down into the valleys of care and shadow.—Our Sabbaths should be hills of light and joy in God's presence; and so as time rolls by we shall go on from mountain top to mountain top, till at last we catch the glory of the gate, and enter in to go no more out forever.
God's altar stands from Sunday to Sunday, and the seventh day is no more for religion than any other—it is for rest.—The whole seven are for religion, and one of them for rest, for instruction, for social worship, for gaining strength for the other six.
I never knew one man or woman who steadily avoided the house of prayer and public worship on the Lord's day, who did not come to grief, and bring other people to grief.
The keeping of one day in seven holy, as a time of relaxation and refreshment as well as public worship, is of inestimable benefit to a state, considered merely as a civil institution.
A corruption of morals usually follows a profanation of the Sabbath.
The Sabbath is God's special present to the workingman, and one of its chief objects is to prolong his life, and preserve efficient his working tone.—The savings bank of human existence is the weekly Sabbath.
The streams of religion run deeper or shallower, as the banks of the Sabbath are kept up or neglected. A preacher in Holland called the Sabbath "God's dyke, shutting out an ocean of evils."
I feel as if God had, by giving the Sabbath, given fifty-two springs in every year.
I am no fanatic, I hope, as to Sunday; but as I look abroad over the map of popular freedom in the world, it does not seem to me accidental that Switzerland, Scotland, England, and the United States—the countries which best observe Sunday—constitute almost the entire map of safe popular government.
There is a Sunday conscience, as well as a Sunday coat; and those who make religion a secondary concern put the coat and conscience carefully by to put on only once a week.
To say nothing of the divine law, on mere worldly grounds it is plain that nothing is more conducive to the health, intelligence, comfort, and independence of the working classes, and to our prosperity as a people, than our Christian American Sabbath.
Hail, hallowed day, that binds a yoke on vice, gives rest to toil, proclaims God's holy truth, blesses the family, secures the state, prospers communities, nations exalts, pours life and light on earth, and points the way to heaven!
The Sunday is the core of our civilization, dedicated to thought and reverence.—It invites to the noblest solitude and to the noblest society.
It would be as difficult to take an inventory of the benefits the world receives from the sunshine as to enumerate the blessings we derive from the Christian Sabbath.
I have found, by long and sound experience, that the due observance of the Sabbath day, and of the duties of it, have been of singular comfort and advantage to me. The observance of the day hath ever had joined to it a blessing on the rest of my time; and the week so begun hath been blessed and prosperous to me.
A holiday Sabbath is the ally of despotism.
I think the world of today would go mad, just frenzied with strain and pressure, but for the blessed institution of Sunday.
Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week.
Sunday is like a stile between the fields of toil, where we can kneel and pray, or sit and meditate.
He who ordained the Sabbath loves the poor.
If the Sunday had not been observed as a day of rest during the last three centuries, I have not the slightest doubt that we should have been at this moment a poorer people and less civilized.
Perpetual memory of the Maker's rest.
Sunday, that day so tedious to the tellers of earth, so full of beautiful repose, of calmness and strength for the earnest and heavenly-minded.
Where there is no Christian Sabbath, there is no Christian morality; and without this, free institutions cannou long be sustained.
Without a Sabbath, no worship; without worship, no religion; and without religion, no permanent freedom.
I never knew a man escape failures, in either mind or body, who worked seven days in a week.
The green oasis, the little grassy meadow in the wilderness, where, after the week-day's journey, the pilgrim halts for refreshment and repose.
He that remembers not to keep the Christian Sabbath at the beginning of the week, will be in danger of forgetting, before the end of the week, that he is a Christian.
Break down Sunday, close the churches, open the bars and the theatres on that day, and where would values be?—What was real estate worth in Sodom?
The longer I live the more highly do I estimate the Christian Sabbath, and the more grateful do I feel to those who impress its importance on the community.
O what a blessing is Sunday, interposed between the waves of worldly business like the divine path of the Israelites through the sea! There is nothing in which I would advise you to be more strictly conscientious than in keeping the Sabbath day holy. I can truly declare that to me the Sabbath has been invaluable.
He that would prepare for heaven must honor the Sabbath upon earth.
The Sabbath is the link between the paradise which has passed away, and the paradise which is yet to come.