Verse 1
Welcome, delightful morn, Thou day of sacred rest!
I hail thy kind return; Lord, make these moments blest:
From the low train of mortal toys,
I soar to reach immortal joys,
I soar to reach immortal joys.

Verse 2
Now may the King descend, And fill His throne with grace;
Thy scepter, Lord extend, While saints address Thy face:
Let sinners feel Thy quickening word,
And learn to know and fear the Lord,
And learn to know and fear the Lord.

Verse 3
Descend, celestial Dove,With all Thy quickening powers;
Disclose a Saviour's love, And bless the sacred hours:
Then shall my soul new life obtain,
Nor Sabbaths be enjoyed in vain,
Nor Sabbaths be enjoyed in vain.