Tick Tock so Slowly Slips Away the Precious Sabbath Clock

Tick Tock so Slowly Slips Away the Precious Sabbath Clock

By Katherine B. Parilli


Tick Tock goes the clock

I do not know what to do.


Sabbath day

What a joy,

But I am so tired

My body to weary

To rejoice as it should.

There is nothing more frustrating than being sick and tired during the precious hours of the Sabbath. Instead of looking forward with joy to spending time growing closer to my Savior, all I can think of is crawling into bed and snoring away these golden hours.

Tick tock slips away reach precious hour

Yet I only sit and yawn.

My heart should rejoice.

My limbs burst with joy

At the delight hidden within each holy hour

Yet I only long for peaceful slumber.


Oh my faithful Father,

How low your heart my weary head must bring.

With anticipation,

With longing love

Your self-sacrificing Son draws near

But instead of rapturous joy upon my beaming face,

He instantly recognizes the tail tale sorrowful slipping lids.


Drooping eyes,

Bobbing head,

Deep ling sighs,

Fill each slow ticking hour.

Sabbath should be a day of learning and joy, not a day of wilting like a worn out flower.

In sorrow the anxious angels must bend

Hoping to catch whisper of joy.

Instead of soft moans of deep fatigue

Distracting from the rich sermons of Your love.


I long deep down to prance with joy,

To bubble incessantly about some hidden treasure discovered by a rapturous heart

Filled and over with brimming love.

Only my body is weary,

My uncooperative eyelids grow heavy,

And sleep overcomes me like a straining toxic cloud.

The Sabbath is a precious day that was given to us in the peace of Eden, so that we might pause from our work and spend some extra special time with our Maker. If it was important in the unbroken beauty of Eden, how much more do we need this blessed day now that we are worn out by the trial and tribulation of a life tarnished by the burden of sin.

That blessed Sabbath rest

That wondrous time where Heaven’s King bends low,

Is wasted upon my mind benumbed brow.


Oh give me strength!

Awaken my heavy rhythmically beating heart,

Burrowed down into the impenetrable bowls of intoxicating sleep.

A sleep so thick,

So like a heavy crushing fog,

Enveloping me deep within its unending thick blankets,

Until I am helplessly trapped within its mysterious unrelenting folds.


Unnatural in origin

A devouring tool of devilish delight.

To poison the beauty of the Sabbath hours.

Unnatural in nature

Its calculating talon grasp could only come from him.

So fearful lest a fleeting crumb of a blessing should fall

And destroy his vile power.

Or that his cruel influence should be diminished by the slightest crumb.


Oh give me rest in its due hour,

But awaken me for day lights duty.

Awaken me to walk with Thee

And to be able to study Thy awesome power!

Knowing how much I need the quiet hours of the Sabbath, it is always my prayer that the Lord will help me to wake from my slumber and make the most of these golden hours.

Oh from this caustic sleep awaken me

To sup with Thee while there is yet time!

Destroy the devil’s deadly grasp

Until once more I awaken to delight

In the Sabbath’s golden hours!

© 2016

3 thoughts on “Tick Tock so Slowly Slips Away the Precious Sabbath Clock

  1. Hi there would you mind sharing which blog platform you’re using? I’m planning to start my own blog soon but I’m having a hard time choosing between BlogEngine/Wordpress/B2evolution and Drupal. The reason I ask is because your design and style seems different then most blogs and I’m looking for something unique. P.S Apologies for getting off-topic but I had to ask!


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