1 Lo! the day of days is here!
Brightest Sabbath of the year!
Sing we hymns of gladdest cheer,
Praising Thee, our Father!
Not of earth, the light, alone;
Not of man, the music’s tone;
Angels sing around Thy throne,
Praising Thee, our Father!
2 In that blessèd light abide
Saints, with Jesus glorified,
And the friends we thought had died,
Praising Thee, our Father!
Christ and all dear souls above,
Who in realms immortal move,
Bless with us Thy boundless love,
Praising Thee, our Father!
3 So let all our voices ring,
And the flowers their beauty bring,
To adorn our worshipping—
Praising Thee, our Father!
And forever we confess
Thy great love and holiness,
And Thy fadeless glory bless,
Praising Thee, our Father!
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #15581