With joy we hail the sacred day

1With joy we hail the sacred day
Which God has called his own;
With joy the summons we obey,
To worship at his throne.

2Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair!
Where willing votaries throng
To breathe the humble, fervent prayer,
And pour the choral song.

3Spirit of grace, O deign to dwell
Within thy church below;
Make her in holiness excel,
With pure devotion glow.

4Let peace within her walls be found;
Let all her sons unite
To spread with holy zeal around
Her clear and shining light.

5Then hail! thou sacred, blessed day,
The best of all the seven,
When hearts unite their vows to pay
Of gratitude to heaven.