37 | The Hymnal#38 | 39 |
1. Welcome, delightful morn,
Thou day of sacred rest;
I hail thy kind return;
Lord, make these moments blest:
From the low train of mortal toys,
I soar to reach immortal joys.
2. Now may the King descend,
and fill His throne of grace:
Thy sceptre, Lord, extend,
While saints address Thy face;
Let sinners feel Thy quickening word,
And learn to know and fear the Lord.
3. Descend, celestial Dove,
With all Thy quickening powers;
Disclose a Saviour's love,
And bless these sacred hours;
Then shall my soul new life obtain,
Nor Sabbath's ere be spent in vain.
Amen.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Welcome, delightful morn |
Publication Date: | 1895 |
Source: | "Hayward" in Dobell's "Selection," 1806 |