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 by night. MIM 58.2
2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest;
No mortal cares shall seize my breast;
O may my heart in tune be found,
Like David’s harp of solemn sound! MIM 58.3
3 When grace has purified my heart,
Then I shall share a glorious part;
And fresh supplies of joy are shed,
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. MIM 58.4
4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know,
All I desired or wished below;
And every hour find sweet employ,
In that eternal world of joy. MIM 58.5