DODDRIDGE, Philip
    
      
    
      
    
      
    Lord of the Sabath, hear our vows
    
      
    
      
    Lord of the Sabbath, hear us pray,
    
      
    in this your house, on this your day;
    
      
    and own, as grateful sacrifice,
    
      
    the songs which from your temple rise.
    
      
    
      
    Now met to pray and bless your name,
    
      
    whose mercies flow each day the same,
    
      
    whose kind compassions never cease,
    
      
    we seek instruction, pardon, peace.
    
      
    
      
    Your earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love,
    
      
    but there's a nobler rest above;
    
      
    to that our lab'ring souls aspire
    
      
    with ardent hope and strong desire.
    
      
    
      
    In thy blest kingdom we shall be
    
      
    from ev'ry mortal trouble free;
    
      
    no sighs shall mingle with the songs
    
      
    Resounding from immortal tongues;
    
      
    
      
    No rude alarms of raging foes;
    
      
    no cares to break the long repose;
    
      
    no midnight shade, no waning moon,
    
      
    but sacred, high, eternal noon.
    
      
    
      
    O long-expected day, begin,
    
      
    dawn on these realms of woe and sin!
    
      
    Break, morn of God, upon our eyes;
    
      
    and let the world's true Sun arise!
    
      
    
      
    
      
    O happy day, that fixed my choice
    
      
    
      
    O happy day, that fixed my choice
    
      
    On Thee, my Savior and my God!
    
      
    Well may this glowing heart rejoice,
    
      
    And tell its raptures all abroad.
    
      
    
      
    Happy day, happy day, when Jesus washed my sins away!
    
      
    He taught me how to watch and pray, and live rejoicing every day
    
      
    Happy day, happy day, when Jesus washed my sins away.
    
      
    
      
    O happy bond, that seals my vows
    
      
    To Him Who merits all my love!
    
      
    Let cheerful anthems fill His house,
    
      
    While to that sacred shrine I move.
    
      
    
      
    Happy day …..
    
      
    
      
    ’Tis done: the great transaction’s done!
    
      
    I am the Lord’s and He is mine;
    
      
    He drew me, and I followed on;
    
      
    Charmed to confess the voice divine.
    
      
    
      
    Happy day …..
    
      
    
      
    Now rest, my long divided heart,
    
      
    Fixed on this blissful center, rest.
    
      
    Here have I found a nobler part;
    
      
    Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast.
    
      
    
      
    Happy day …..
    
      
    
      
    High heaven, that heard the solemn vow,
    
      
    That vow renewed shall daily hear,
    
      
    Till in life’s latest hour I bow
    
      
    And bless in death a bond so dear.
    
      
    
      
    Happy day …..