1 We have come rejoicing on this happy day,
In our Sunday School we dearly love to stay;
And with voices blending in a sacred song,
We the Saviour's praise prolong.
Chorus:
There we shall never grieve him more,
But with the angels on that shore,
Strike the harps of glory in a sweeter strain,
And ever with them praise his holy name.
We have come rejoicing on this happy day,
In our Sunday School we dearly love to stay;
And with voices blending in a sacred song,
We the Saviour's praise prolong.
2 Through the week he's kept us, and his smiling face
Still is beaming on us, in this happy place;
And the gracious Spirit, from his holy throne,
Tells us of a better home. [Chorus]
3 Jesus there is smiling on his Father's throne,
Saying, "Come, in welcome, come, for here is room,
In these shining mansions I have still a place,
Children, hasten to my face." [Chorus]
4 And in robes of glory, like the stars above,
Shall my loved ones ever, ever with me rove;
Where the waving flowerets of immortal bloom,
Shed around their sweep perfume. [Chorus]
Source: The Little Seraph: in seven character notes, for churches and Sunday-schools #108