For the Lord's-day morning. 8,6,8,6 This is the day when Christ arose So early from the dead: Why should I my eyelids close, And waste my hours in bed? This is the day when Jesus broke The powers of death and hell; And shall I still wear Satan's yoke, And love my sins so well? To-day, with pleasure, Christians meet, To pray, and hear thy Word; And I would go with cheerful feet To learn thy will, O Lord! I'll leave my sport, to read and pray, And so prepare for heaven: O may I love this blessed day The best of all the seven! |