Text: | This is the day the Lord hath made |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
This is the day the Lord hath made,
He calls the hours his own;
Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praise surround the throne.
Today he rose and left the dead,
And Satan's empire fell;
Today the saints his triumphs spread,
And all his wonders tell.
Hosanna to th' anointed King,
To David's holy Son;
Help us, O Lord; descend and bring
Salvation from thy throne.
Blest be the Lord, who comes to men
With messages of grace;
Who comes in God his Father's name
To save our sinful race.
Hosanna in the highest strains
The church on earth can raise;
The highest heav'ns, in which he reigns,
Shall give him nobler praise.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | This is the day the Lord hath made |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1835 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Deliverance: from death; Praise: for eminent deliverances; Lord's day: psalm(8 more...) |
Notes: | Public Domain. |