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Hail, happy day, the day of sacred rest

Hail, happy day, the day of sacred rest

Tune: SAVANNAH (Pleyel)
Published in 2 hymnals

Printable scores: PDF, Noteworthy Composer
Audio files: MIDI

Full Text

1 Hail, happy day! the day of holy rest,
When saints assemble and on dainties feast:
When all in smiles the God of grace descends,
Opens His stores, and entertains His friends.

2 Let earth and all its vanities be gone,
Move from my sight, and leave my soul alone:
Its flattering, fading glories I’d despise,
And towards immortal beauties turn mine eyes.

3 My soul is now with nobler love possessed,
I feel the rapture strive with my breast;
My heart all kindles with refined desire,
And boundless charms maintain the pleasing fire.

4 Fain would I mount and penetrate the skies,
And on my Savior’s glories fix mine eyes:
Oh! meet my rising soul, stoop from above,
Jesus, and waft it to those realms of love.

5 Ere yet the knot of union be untied,
And death the loving partners shall divide,
A glimpse of future glory I would see,
And taste how joyous ’tis to dwell with thee.

6 But if the wish ambitious is and vain,
Downward I’ll bend my humble flight again,
And to Thy temple with devotion haste;
Oh! let me there on heav’nly fatness feast.

7 There holy souls are with true manna fed,
There eat the living and the quickening bread;
There mix their food with most delicious wine,
And cheer their hearts with cordials all divine.

8 If yet I must not climb the starry height,
And see Thee blazing on a throne of light:
If still the veil between us must divide,
And from mine eyes my Savior’s glories hide,

9 Yet here display the wonders of Thy grace,
Look thro’ the skies and show Thy smiling face;
Stoop down, blest King of glory, from above,
Shine on my soul and ravish me with love.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #10482

Text Information

First Line: Hail, happy day, the day of sacred rest


The Cyber Hymnal #10482
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  • Noteworthy Composer Score (NWC)


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