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 truths at night.
2. Sweet is the day of sacred rest.No mortal care shall seize my breast.Oh, may my heart in tune be found,Like David's harp of solemn sound!
3. My heart shall triumph in my LordAnd bless his works and bless his word.Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!How deep thy counsels, how divine!
4. But, oh, what triumph shall I raiseTo thy dear name through endless days,When in the realms of joy I seeThy face in full felicity!
5. Sin, my worst enemy before,Shall vex my eyes and ears no more.My inward foes shall all be slain,Nor Satan break my peace again.
6. Then shall I see and hear and knowAll I desired and wished below,And every pow'r find sweet employIn that eternal world of joy.
Text: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748Music: John J. McClellan, 1874-1925
- Hymn Number
- John J. McClellan, 1874-1925
- Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
- Psalm 92:1-5, Enos 1:27
- LM (Long Meter)
- 8 8 8 8
- Joy, Praise, Sabbath Day, Service, Spirituality, Worship
Dulce tu obra es, Señor
Doce é o trabalho
Douce est la tâche, ô Dieu, mon roi