1 This is the day the Lord hath made,
He calls the hours His own:
Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praise surround the throne.
2 To-day arose our glorious Head,
And death's dread empire fell;
To-day, the saints His triumph spread,
And all its wonders tell.
3 Hosanna! the anointed King
Ascends His destined throne;
To God our grateful homage bring,
And His Messiah own.
4 Blest be the Lord, who came to men
With messages of grace;
Who came in God His Father's name
To save our sinful race.
5 Hosanna in the highest strains
The Church on earth can raise!
The highest heavens in which He reigns
Shall give Him nobler praise.
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First Line: | This is the day the Lord hath made |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | God: as Cratior and Preserver, praise to; Lord's Day; Praise: hymns of genearl praise(3 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: Watts |