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.

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.

3.

My heart shall triumph in the Lord,

And bless his works, and bless his word:

Thy works of grace, how bight they shine!

How deep thy counsels, how divine!