The Lord’s Own Day

Verse 1

A grateful hush, a peaceful calm, This is the Lord’s own day; For weary hearts a healing balm, This is the Lord’s own day. This is the day the Lord hath made, When He his mighty pow’r displayed; Arising from the grave’s dark shade, This is the Lord’s own day.

Verse 2

Come gladly to the House of Pray’r, This is the Lord’s own day; The Friend of sinners meets us there, This is the Lord’s own day. Tread softly, this is holy ground, A gentle radiance shines around; And richest fruits of grace abound, This is the Lord’s own day.

Verse 3

Lift up the joyful voice of praise, This is the Lord’s own day; Sweet rest amid life’s busy ways, This is the Lord’s own day. Ring out the notes of jubilee, The Lord Himself hath made us free; Then sing with love’s sweet melody, This is the Lord’s own day.