Come, let us all with one ac­cord
Adore and mag­ni­fy the Lord,
And fes­tive ser­vice pay.

On this the day that God hath blest,
The day of peace and hea­ven­ly rest,
The Lord’s own ho­ly day.

That saw pri­me­val dark­ness break,
And that more glo­ri­ous life awake
That last­eth ev­er­more.

That saw hell’s le­gions pros­trate fall,
And Christ, tri­um­phant over all,
His own to Hea­ven re­store.

This day the peace that flows from Hea­ven
Was un­to the apos­tles gi­ven,
When doors were closed at night.

This day the Ho­ly Spi­rit’s flame
Upon the Church’s teach­ers came,
And filled their souls with light.

Still on this day with trum­pet sound
The Gos­pel notes were ring­ing round,
To call the world to pray.

Then on this day let us adore
Our God and sup­pli­ca­tion pour,
That, when worlds pass away,

Through Christ’s dear grace our souls may rest
In peace and joy, for­ev­er blest,
Till the great judg­ment day.