I love the blessed Sabbath day

1 I love the blessed Sabbath day,
Which God has kindly given;
When we may meet to praise and pray,
And learn the way to heaven:
It leads our youthful thoughts to Him
Who reigns in light above;
And makes the joys of earth grow dim,
While musing on his love.

2 I love to hear that Jesus died,
And how he rose again;
Exalted at his Father's side,
A Saviour-prince to reign.
To him the pure angelic throng
Raise their seraphic strain;
And yet a child's thanksgiving song
His list'ning ear may gain.

3 I love to sing on earth his grace
To fallen, sinful man;
But, when in glory, him I'll praise
More than the angels can.
Then will we sing in louder strain,
Thro' all eternity,
Worthy the Lamb that once was slain,
To him all glory be.


Source: The Plymouth Sabbath School Collection of Hymns and Tunes #255