Welcome, Sweet Day of Rest

Welcome

sweet day of rest

That saw the Lord arise;

Welcome to this re­viv­ing breast

And these re­joic­ing eyes!

The King Him­self comes near

And feasts His saints to­day;

Here we may sit

and see Him here

And love

and praise

and pray.

One day in such a place

Where my dear God hath been

Is sweet­er than ten thou­sand days

Of plea­sur­able sin.

My will­ing soul would stay

In such a frame as this

And sit and sing her­self away

To ev­er­last­ing bliss.