Day, when our Redeemer rose,
Victor o'er the hosts of hell;
Thus he vanquished all our foes;
Let our lips his glory tell.
2 Gracious Lord! we love this day,
When we hear thy holy word;
When we sing thy praise, and pray,
Earth can no such joys afford;
But a better rest remains,
Heav'nly Sabbaths, happier days,