Welcome, sweet day of rest
1
Welcome, sweet day of rest,
The day believers prize,
Welcome to this reviving breast,
And these rejoicing eyes.
2
The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day;
Here we may sit, and taste his cheer,
And love, and praise, and pray.
3
One day within the place
Where Christ, my Lord, has been,
Is sweeter than ten thousand days
Of folly and of sin.
4
My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this
Till called to rise and soar away
To everlasting bliss.