Verse 1
The heav'ly host are all astir,
The angels take up their harps
The saints all set with their voices
To join the glorious worship
Our God's day of rest has come
It is a most glorious day
Heav'n is filled with joyful noise
How delightful their worship

Verse 2
Let us join the heav'nly throng
To praise God, He is our King
Let us cleanse and prepare our hearts
And sing with holy voices
Ours can only be a foretaste
Of their rest in heav'n above
Until we see the Lord our God
Whom we worship face to face

Verse 3
And until then, let us go on
Worshiping on the Lord's day
Let's set aside our anxious cares
Invoke His presence 'midst us
He has commanded so to do
His blessings He will bestow
Let us serve Him without fainting
He will surly reward us