Come, let us join with one accord
In hymns around the throne:
This is the day our rising Lord
Has made and called His own.
This is the day that God has blest,
The brightest of the sev’n,
Type of that everlasting rest
The saints enjoy in Heav’n.
Then let us in His name sing on,
And hasten to that day
When our Redeemer shall come down,
And shadows pass away.
Not one, but all our days below
Let us in hymns employ;
And in our Lord rejoicing,
Go to His eternal joy.