1 This is the day the Lord hath made;
He calls the hours his own;
Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praise surround his throne.
2 To-day he rose and left the dead,
And Satan's empire fell;
To-day the saints his triumphs spread,
And all his wonders tell.
3 Hosanna to th' anointed King,
To David's holy Son!
Help us, O Lord! descend and bring
Salvation from thy throne.
4 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.
5 Hosanna! in the highest strains
The church on earth can raise;
The highest heavens, in which he reigns,
Shall give him nobler praise.
|First Line:||This is the day the Lord hath made|
|Topic:||The Christian Church: The Sabbath; Blessings of the Sabbath|