Verse 1
Sweet is the work, my God, my King,
To praise Thy Name, give thanks and sing;
To show Thy love by morning light
And talk of all Thy truth at night.

Verse 2
Sweet is the day of sacred rest,
No mortal cares disturb my breast;
O may my heart in tune be found
Like David's harp of solemn sound!

Verse 3
My heart shall triumph in my Lord
And bless His works, and bless His word:
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!
How deep Thy counsels, how divine!

Verse 4
Lord I shall share a glorious part,
When grace has well refined my heart;
And fresh supplies of joy are shed,
Like holy oil to cheer my head.

Verse 5
Then shall I see, and hear, and know
All I desired and wished below;
And every power find sweet employ
In that eternal world of joy.