1991 Denson Revision
to the Cooper book version of this tune
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.
Then shall I share a glorious part
When grace has well refined my heart,
And fresh supplies of joy are shed,
Like holy oil, to cheer my head.
Then shall I see and hear and know
All I desired and wished below;
And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ
In that eternal world of joy.