Welcome, Delightful Morn

1Welcome, delightful morn,
Thou day of sacred rest!
I hail thy kind return;
Lord, make these moments blest;
From the low plane of mortal toys I soar to reach immortal joys,
I soar to reach immortal joys.

2Now may the King descend,
And fill His throne with grace;
Thy scepter,
Lord, extend,
While saints address Thy face;
Let sinners feel Thy quickening word,
And learn to know and fear the Lord,
And learn to know and fear the Lord.

3Descend, celestial Dove,
With all Thy quickening powers;
Disclose a Saviour's love,
And bless the sacred hours;
Then shall my soul new life obtain,
Nor Sabbaths be enjoyed in vain,
Nor Sabbaths be enjoyed in vain.