1 With joy we hail the sacred day
Which we have called God's own;
With joy the summons we obey
To worship at His throne.
2 Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair!
As here Thy servants throng
To breathe the humble, fervent prayer,
And pour the choral song.
3 Spirit of grace, O deign to dwell
Within Thy Church below;
Make her in holiness excel,
With pure devotion glow.
4 Let peace within her walls be found;
Let all her sons unite
To spread with holy zeal around
Her clear and shining light.
5 Great God, we hail the sacred day
Which we have called Thine own;
With joy the summons we obey
To worship at Thy throne.
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First Line: | With joy we hail the sacred day |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1918 |
Topic: | The Lord's Day |